I arrived home, my little sister safe with our parents at the mall. My excuse for leaving early, a forgotten school assignment. My real excuse? The absolutely creepy feeling that I got from that department store Santa.
I took the stairs 3 at a time, heading to my room. I couldn't shake that eerie feeling. I never told that guy my name...
I was aware of my teachers occasionally doing volunteer work like that, but that Santa wasn't recognizable; he couldn't have known me from school...
What he had said came back to me as I stepped into my room. How could he have known that I was thinking of wishing another wish? Pfft, I'm a teenager, we ALL have ulterior motives. There's no way......
I strode across the room, smirking to myself. I grabbed the handle to my closet door and pulled.
Then, for all I knew, my jaw had dropped to the floor.
All along my closet, where there was once two rows of clothes, were two rows of bodies. Clothes-hangers were stuck between a long slit down their fronts, heads hanging mercifully out of sight.
But something was off with them.
I blinked and realized what was wrong. They seemed...deflated, floppy...empty-looking.
Just below them, were all my clothes, folded neatly and stacked in several piles.
I was in shock. How in the WORLD can something like this happen?? How did these get in my closet? I immediately thought back to that Santa.
He said he would see what he could do about my *other* wish...
My wish.......my fantasy.......
All the thoughts, questions and suspicions on that fake department-store Santa (was he really a fake?) went right out of my head.
I was being led by desire now....
I lunged into the closet, sorting through the suits as easy as picking out clothes for school.
There was so many! The ones I had fantasized about, a big bodybuilder, a college frat guy, a high school jock, a little boy, a 40-something hairy guy, were only at the front!
I could see various men and woman of different shapes, sizes, races, all neatly hung in my closet, ready to wear...
Licking my lips excitedly, I reached in and picked...