Everyone has a past...even Santa
By: The Golden Griffins
This week the Creative Corner starts its first word game: One Sentence, Multiple Stories. This game is similar to telephone in the sense that one person reads the prompt and the other people have to continue the story. The catch is that only the first person has the privilege of knowing the prompt; everyone else must make a story based on the last sentence the previous person said, and only reply with a single sentence of their own.
Below, the first group of students to give our game a shot created a story where Santa has some serious philosophical reflections about his past.
I’d also like to thank everyone for participating: Mallory Knox, Amanda Ostroske, Rosylnn Curtis, Bria Winship, Dominic Vivolo, Matthew Robertson, Michael Dobrasz, Alexa Gioia, Lauryn Alston, Brya Gardella, Mikayla Boyd, Courtney Lyons, Lio Salazar, Andrew Nowel, Jamie Kosten, Mo Hill, Jose Ortiz, Madelynn Lockwood, Connor Pohlman and Hannah Wiley.
Starting prompt: You overhear something that changes your path
Person 1: I turn around to start running back, the sound only getting louder.
Person 2: The beating of hoof beats pounding louder, faster and harder than the beating in my chest.
Person 3: I know that there’s 100 days till Christmas, but this seems really early for Santa and his reindeer to be landing on my roof.
Person 4: But here he is in all his glory, hoping he will fit.
Person 5: But he couldn’t find the entrance, causing a lot of awkward pushing and embarrassment.
Person 6: Remembering his mining days, he pulls out his industrial drill from his satchel and goes to town on the wall, eventually breaking through.
Person 7: Once on the other side, he realized he forgot to say goodnight to Wellington, his dear anteater companion.
Person 8: He walked over to Wellington and said goodnight, then stared out into the night sky.
Person 9: He imagined what his life would be like if he did things differently.
Person 10: For years that image had been bothering him – the bricks on his back weighing him down everywhere he went.
Person 11: He drudged on, day after day, living a monotonous and repetitive life; he was bound by that weight until one day, when his whole perspective shifted.
Person 12: Such a turn in thoughts was surprising, yet not unheard of as he pondered his haunting past.
Person 13: In truth, all he knew was that there was a chicken, a vat of maple syrup, and about a metric ton of googly eyes.
Person 14: He used the googly eyes and glued them to the chicken after he poured the maple syrup in a cup.
Person 15: He became more and more enraged as the googly eyes continued to fall off, resulting in him throwing the cup of maple syrup.
Person 16: His anger dissipated soon after, as he realized that he had covered his poor chihuahua in syrup.
Person 17: The chihuahua then yelped in joy, as his favorite food was syrup covered pancakes and he felt at home.
Person 18: His excitement was quickly snuffed out when he realized that the pancakes were loaded with chocolate.
Person 19: The chocolate drowned him, leaving him with blood of cocoa.
Person 20: These tales will forever go down in history, you get to decide if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
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