A Christmas For Carol

Carol struggled with the Christmas tree that Miss. Collins paid her ten dollars to tie it on top of the car for her. Carol was so happy because it meant she would be able to eat a hot meal tonight. She lifted the six-foot tree over her head when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her chest and left arm that knocked her to the ground, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Miss. Collins called 911 on her cell phone while a young girl laid Carol's head on her lap instead of the rocky ground.


"Child you might catch some insect from her! She's a street vagrant for heaven's sake!" Miss. Collins fumed at the young child.


The girl looked up at her with the blackest eyes. "How can you be so mean when she was doing this for you when she was struck down?" She asked as she was having a hard time believing someone could be so mean.


Miss. Collins looked at her tree laying on the ground. "Oh no she broke one of the tree limbs when that stupid woman let the tree hit the ground!" She said as she stormed off to get one of the clerks to exchange her tree for a perfect one without damage.

Author Erica Winters
(C)2016 Copy right

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