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The Daily Prompt – December 23rd – The Grinchiest Christmas Ever?

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The Prompt-

Write about your worst Christmas.

About Christopher Margolin

Chris Margolin spent more than a decade in Education as a high school English teacher, and is now an Instructional Coach for the Longview School District. He is also the founder of The Poetry Question, an online journal which focuses on reviews of small press poetry publications, and runs a regular series called "The Power of Poetry," where notable poets share their personal stories of how poetry has affected their lives. Margolin resides in Vancouver, Washington with his wife, and daughter.

7 comments on “The Daily Prompt – December 23rd – The Grinchiest Christmas Ever?

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  2. Robert Long
    December 23, 2013

    I don’t think I’ve ever had a “bad” Christmas. Sure there were years I didn’t get everything I was hoping for, but I can’t recall any single event ruining the holiday for me.

    There probably is some “bad” year, but I can’t remember the memory right now.

  3. Kendra Virgin
    December 29, 2013

    Being just 10 years old I still believed in the magic of christmas and Santa Clause, and that there was good in every aspect of our world.

    For this very special christmas my father invited his whole family over for christmas; which at the time consisted of my grandparents, 2 single uncles, another uncle and his wife and my cousin (the devil). We “were” supposed to have a loving family christmas, but when you stick family under one roof things tend to turn south (in this case it hit the boarder and kept running).

    My younger sibling received the privilege of bunking with me… and the devil. Things ran smoothly until christmas eve when cookies were burned, names were said, and my monster of a cousin defaced my new Mickey mouse journal. (I miss that journal.) I was forced to apologize, as per usual and convince my cousin that I did indeed love her (I did not).

    Come christmas morning tempers had simmered down and everyone enjoyed opening presents. I myself recall opening my leap pad for the first time, I was so excited. My father and my uncles unwrapped brand new razor scooters. They all beamed with excitement and thanked my grandmother continuously, while my grandfather scoffed and gave a look of his disapproval.

    The four boys went outside to try there new scooters while my sister, the devil, and I started to play with our new toys. Not 5 minutes later we heard Crash! Bang! Ahhh!

    The nest 3 hours were spent in the ER with my uncle yelling at the nurses for not taking care of his broken arm properly.

    That christmas is forever burned in my memory, and is the worst of all that I’ve had.
    Tune in next time to hear about the Thanksgiving when I broke my sisters arm!

  4. mate kochlavashvili
    January 28, 2014

    i dont remember having bad christmas even if i got nothing i was still happy with what i already had

  5. blake bedlion
    January 28, 2014

    my worst Christmas ever was when my sister got a wii, and i had to freaking wait another year until i got my ps3. Even though my present came year l8ter i have countless hours more on my ps3 then my sister has on the wii.

  6. Brian Reyes
    January 28, 2014

    My worst christmas was when I saw a box about the size of an xbox that had my name on it, i thought immediatley it was an xbox. I was already ready for it, i made space for it in my room, I asked all my friends that had an xbox what their gamertags were and everything. It ended up being a pile of clothes.

  7. Madison Kauffman
    January 28, 2014

    My worst Christmas would have to be the first year I moved to Washington. at first, I hated everything about this state and living here. I missed the Colorado weather in the winter. Christmas wasn’t the same and my dad had to work on Christmas. It felt like I was in a strange place and it wasn’t a happy holiday.

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