Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Diary Pages: Krampus

February 4th 2018 in Microfiction

Florida. Back to working the night shift at the call center. Lots of idiots, but no kids. It’s peaceful. Took the leap and moved into a 55+ home park and that’s peaceful, too. Nobody trusts their eyesight enough to ask me if I really have horns and a tail. Lots of squinting, confusion, and fear, but no kids. Gators, monster snakes, and spiders bigger than your head, but no kids.

Gawd, I’m bored. Trying to resist going to Walmart to sneer at the little rage beasts in mid-tantrum. Sooooo pathetic.

323 days until Christmas.

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