No Regrets, Just Smiles

It was late one fall in Halloweenland,

and the air had quite a chill.

Against the moon a skeleton sat,

alone upon a hill.

He was tall and thin with a bat bow tie;

Jack Skellington was his name.

He was tired and bored in Halloweenland

“I’m sick of the scaring, the terror, the fright.

I’m tired of being something that goes bump in the night.

I’m bored with leering my horrible glances,

And my feet hurt from dancing those skeleton dances.

I don’t like graveyards, and I need something new.

There must be more to life than just yelling,

‘Boo!’”

Then out from a grave, with a curl and a twist,

Came a whimpering, whining, spectral mist.

It was a little ghost dog, with a faint little bark,

And a jack-o’-lantern nose that glowed in the dark.

It was Jack’s dog, Zero, the best friend he had,

But Jack hardly noticed, which made Zero sad.

All that night and through the next day,

Jack wandered and walked.

He was filled with dismay.

Then deep in the forest, just before night,

Jack came upon an amazing sight.

Not twenty feet from the spot where he stood

Were three massive doorways carved in wood.

He stood before them, completely in awe,

His gaze transfixed by one special door.

Entranced and excited, with a slight sense of worry,

Jack opened the door to a white, windy flurry.

Jack didn’t know it, but he’d fallen down

In the middle of a place called Christmas Town!

Immersed in the light, Jack was no longer haunted.

He had finally found the feeling he wanted.

And so that his friends wouldn’t think him a liar,

He took the present filled stockings that hung by the fire.

He took candy and toys that were stacked on the shelves

And a picture of Santa with all of his elves.

He took lights and ornaments and the star from the tree,

And from the Christmas Town sign, he took the big letter C.

He picked up everything that sparkled or glowed.

He even picked up a handful of snow.

He grabbed it all, and without being seen,

He took it all back to Halloween.

Back in Halloween a group of Jack’s peers

Stared in amazement at his Christmas souvenirs.

For this wondrous vision none were prepared.

Most were excited, though a few were quite scared!

For the next few days, while it lightninged and thundered,

Jack sat alone and obsessively wondered.

“Why is it they get to spread laughter and cheer

While we stalk the graveyards, spreading panic and fear?

Well, I could be Santa, and I could spread cheer!

Why does he get to do it year after year?”

Outraged by injustice, Jack thought and he thought.

Then he got an idea. “Yes..yes…why not!”

In Christmas Town, Santa was making some toys

When through the din he heard a soft noise.

He answered the door, and to his surprise,

He saw weird little creatures in strange disguise.

They were altogether ugly and rather petite.

As they opened their sacks, they yelled, “Trick or treat!”

Then a confused Santa was shoved into a sack

And taken to Halloween to see mastermind Jack.

In Halloween everyone gathered once more,

For they’d never seen a Santa before

And as they cautiously gazed at this strange old man,

Jack related to Santa his masterful plan:

“My dear Mr. Claus, I think it’s a crime

That you’ve got to be Santa all of the time!

But now I will give presents, and I will spread cheer.

We’re changing places I’m Santa this year.

It is I who will say Merry Christmas to you!

So you may lie in my coffin, creak doors, and yell, ‘Boo!’

And please, Mr. Claus, don’t think ill of my plan.

For I’ll do the best Santa job that I can.”

And though Jack and his friends thought they’d do a good job,

Their idea of Christmas was still quite macabre.

They were packed up and ready on Christmas Eve day

When Jack hitched his reindeer to his sleek coffin sleigh,

But on Christmas Eve as they were about to begin,

A Halloween fog slowly rolled in.

Jack said, “We can’t leave; this fog’s just to thick.

There will be no Christmas, and I can’t be St. Nick.”

Then a small glowing light pierced through the fog.

What could it be?…It was Zero, Jack’s dog!

Jack said, “Zero, with your nose so bright,

Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”

And to so needed was Zero’s great dream,

So he joyously flew to the head of the team.

And as the skeletal sleigh started its ghostly flight,

Jack cackled, “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

‘Twas the nightmare before Christmas, and all through the house,

Not a creature was peaceful, not even a mouse.

The stockings all hung by the chimney with care,

When opened that morning would cause quite a scare!

The children, all nestled so snug in their beds,

Would have nightmares of monsters and skeleton heads.

That moon that hung over the new-fallen snow

Cast an eerie pall over the city below,

And Santa Claus’s laughter now sounded like groans,

And what to their wondering eyes should appear,

But a coffin sleigh with skeleton deer.

And skeletal driver so ugly and sick

They knew in a moment, this can’t be St. Nick!

From house to house, with a true sense of joy,

Jack happily issued each present and toy.

From rooftop to rooftop he jumped and he skipped,

Leaving presents that seemed to be straight from a crypt!

Unaware that the world was in panic and fear,

Jack merrily spread his own brand of cheer.

He visited the house of Susie and Dave;

They got a Gumby and Pokey from the grave.

Then on to the home of little Jane Neeman;

She got a baby doll possessed by a demon.

A monstrous train with tentacle tracks,

A ghoulish puppet wielding an ax,

A man eating plant disguised as a wreath,

And a vampire teddy beat with very sharp teeth.

There were screams of terror, but Jack didn’t hear it,

He was much too involved with his own Christmas spirit!

Jack finally looked down from his dark, starry frights

And saw the commotion, the noise, and the light.

“Why, they’re celebrating, it looks like such fun!

They’re thanking me for the good job that I’ve done.”

But what he thought were fireworks meant as good will

Were bullets and missiles intended to kill.

Then amidst the barrage of artillery fire,

Jack urged Zero to go higher and higher.

And away they all flew like the storm of thistle,

Until they were hit by a well guided missile.

And as they fell on the cemetery, way out of sight,

Was heard,”Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”

Jack pulled himself up on a large stone cross,

And from there he reviewed his incredible loss.

“I thought I could be Santa, I had such belief”

Jack was confused and filled with great grief.

Not knowing where to turn, he looked toward the sky,

The he slumped on the grave and he started to cry.

And as Zero and Jack lay crumpled on the ground,

They suddenly heard a familiar sound.

“My dear Jack,” said Santa,”I applaud your intent.

I know wreaking such havoc was not what you meant.

And so you are sad and feeling quite blue,

But taking over Christmas was the wrong thing to do.

I hope you realize Halloween’s the right place for you.

There’s a lot more, Jack, that I’d like to say,

But now I must hurry, for it’s almost Christmas day.”

Then he jumped in his sleigh, and with a wink of an eye,

He said,”Merry Christmas,” and he bid them good bye.

Back home, Jack was sad, but then, like dream,

Santa brought Christmas to the land of Halloween.

The End

(Source: tothewatersedge)

Today, while at school, somone looked at me and said, “Imagine what your life would be like if you never knew him. Never knew what his face looked like. Never knew the person he used to be compared to who he is now. Never even knew his name. Never fell in love with him. Imagine how different your life could have turned out. Imagine just how happy you could have been if he was never apart of your life.”

I looked at them and just shook my head and walked away. They have no idea just what me and you have been through. Yes, we may have had our ups and downs along the way, but I wouldn’t trade that for anything. The idea of never meeting you scares me more than anything else in this world.

You were the one who knew about all the times I had hurt myself because I felt alone in this world. You were the one person who made me trust them, and never gave me a reasson not to…even if we where fighting about something. You were the one person who didn’t judge me based on how I acted or what I did. You were the first person to show me what it means to have a friend that cares about you more than they care about themselves. You were the one guy who one over all of my trust, along with my heart, and you still haven’t lost either one. Most of all though, you are the person who saved my life, just by being there whenever I needed you.

Yes, right now we might we might be in the middle of one of our disagreements. But I want you to know that I already miss you, and I have missed you since the night that we started this arguement. A lot has happened the past few days and all I want to do is talk to you, but you won’t answer my texts or calls. I know that what I said and did made you mad, and I understand that you want things to cool down before you talk to me again, but I really need you right now.

Everyone else is saying, “Just talk to me. He’s not coming back this time Brianna.” But they are all wrong, because you always come back in my life and help me through everything. This isn’t the first time we have had this same arguement, so I know that you’ll be back. My only worry is that you might not be back in time to save my life this time.

I have faith in us. I have faith in you. I have faith that we will work everything out. I have faith that my best friend is still there. I have faith that I can hold out until you come back. I have all this faith, but I feel like it is starting to fade. I refuse to let it fade out, because in the end, all a person can have is faith.

Don’t ever forget this though, I love you with all my heart and nothing less. I always have and I always will. <3

-Love, Brianna Lynn