Great job to all that entered this month's prompt, "Letters To Santa's Workshop!" Everyone's entry had something special about it that made us feel it was definately the holiday season.
And now, without further ado, the winner is...
Dear Santa's WorkshopDear Santa’s workshop,
Please may I speak to the man in charge, the big guy in the red suit.
You see, Santa, my Guardian died this morning and I couldn’t help but think how weird life is, how it just ends and that’s it. They’re gone and there’s just this empty space left that can’t ever be re-filled. By anyone. Personally, I’ve never been afraid of death. I see it that it’s like being asleep. You’re not really conscious of the fact until you wake up; only, you don’t wake up so you’re never conscious of the fact you’re dead. You’re mind just shuts down and you don’t exist ever more, you don’t even know you ever existed. One last breath, one last heartbeat, and one last thought process and then that’s that. No more suffering.
See, it’s staying alive that I find scary, because you are conscious of what’s going on and there’s nothing you can do about it. You watch that last bre
Congradulations! Here are the other entries for this prompt:
A Letter To SantaDear Santa,
It’s been a long time since I believed you exist in the flesh - bright red suit, fluffy beard and twinkling eyes - but I’ve always believed that you exist in the hearts and souls of the people who would rather give than receive. I believe that you exist for children who have not learned that the world can be cruel and harsh and unforgiving. I believe that you exist for the people who need you to.
You see, I don’t see you just as the giver of toys and presents. I think of you as being everybody’s favourite grandad. You have time for every one of your billions of grandchildren, time for them to sit on your knee and tell you what they want for Christmas. You give them what they want, but you also give them what they don’t know that they want. You give them the love that a grandparent gives a grandchild.
Santa, I haven’t asked for a lot this Christmas. Money is tight, and now that I’ve got my own income anything I do want I can save up
Rise of the YetiDear Yeti,
I, personally, thought the blue robots and red Easter eggs looked fabulous.
With Condolences, Luci.
Dear SantaDear Santa
Hey big guy. It's me.
Now I know I haven't believed in you ever but I have a request for you. Every year kids write you lists and lists of things they want for Christmas. I just want two things. They aren't for me. See, I would make them myself but I know you have much better equipment and skill so here it goes.
I would like two music boxes. One that has Chris Stewarts laugh when you open it and the other that has Deanna Rivers laugh. You see, I don't know if you get cable up there in the north pole but this past weekend, there was this really bad car crash. A drunk driver hit a car and caused it to flip over several times. The driver (Chris) was killed on impact and Deanna, who was sitting in the back seat, was ejected out of the car and also killed on site. Bailey Wind and Matt Hardy, who were also in the car, did not die but rushed to the ER where they are fighting for their life.
Even though none of these seniors where in my school, they have a big impact on the people h
January Prompt: Letters to A New You!
Normal rules apply! Since December didn't bring about the end of the world like some people thought, what is to become of you now? What are your new resolutions and what would your life be like if you accomplised at least one or all of them? Would it be vastly different, or the same but slightly better? 2013 is the year some thought would never come, so will it be the year that anything can happen? HAVE FUN!
Submission & Rules
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Contest element closes on 1st of February however you can still submit
letters to the folder as always, just not to win.