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Halford's Motrim Club, T has been a big deal in my family.

I suppose that's not all that's surprising.

It is with most families after all.

You'd have to be pretty cynical to not think of Christmas as a big deal,

unless, of course, it's for religious reasons, but that goes without saying. My point is,

Christmas is a time to share love, give gifts, help your fellow human beings, and just be generally

cheerful for no real reason. It's the most wonderful time of the year after all, right? That's

why it's been hard for me over the years to explain why I hate Christmas.

Now before you assume that I'm just some miserable scrooge, let me explain.

I'm all about the lights, Christmas carols, gift-giving, hell, I even have a few ugly sweaters in my closet.

My reason for loathing this time of year is a little more complicated than that.

You see, ever since I was a little kid I've always seen something every night on Christmas Eve.

No, it's not Santa Claus or an elf or something stupid like that. What I see is kinda. I can't really explain it.

It is the only word I can use to explain what this thing is. The first time I saw it, I couldn't have been older than seven or eight years old.

I was standing in the kitchen with my mom as she was finishing making some warm cinnamon

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