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Submitted to Contest #281
Mel woke up to silence on Christmas Day, a chill far colder than the snow outside. It gnawed at her bones that ached and groaned as she stirred from her slumber. Undisturbed. Unusual. Unsettling. She blinked away the last of her sleep and rubbed its remnants from her eyes, swift attempts to start her day all in hopes to get it over with sooner. Sure, she had already woken up with a frown on her lips and surrender in her eyes, but Mel Finster was no Grinch. She was not green nor grisly nor vengeful with misread intent. Instead, sh...
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