A Christmas Carol

“No, Fred, I don’t want to go to your Christmas party!” Ebenezer Scrooge shouted.

“Oh, come on, Uncle Scrooge,” Fred said. “We’d love for you to join us!”

“Bah, Humbug!” Scrooge said. “Now go away. I have work to do!”

Once Fred was gone, Bob Cratchit, Scrooge’s employee, came into the room.

“Is it all right if I have the day off tomorrow? It is Christmas, after all,” Bob said.

Scrooge growled. “Fine! But you better be extra early the next day.”

That evening, Scrooge walked home. He hated all the Christmas caroling. He did not like this holiday.

“Donate to charity?” asked an old woman.

“Bah, Humbug!” Scrooge said as he hurried by. “Leave me alone!”

But Scrooge was not going to be left alone that Christmas Eve night.

As he got into bed, footsteps echoed down the hall.

Suddenly, a ghost in chains appeared before him! It was the ghost of his old partner, Jacob Marley!

“Scrooge!” Marley said. “I’ve come to save you. Three spirits will visit you tonight. Listen to them!” Then he vanished.

Scrooge thought he was dreaming. That is, until the chiming of the clock woke him up.

At the foot of his bed sat the ghost of a child.
“I am the Ghost of Christmas Past,” it said.

The ghost took Scrooge’s hand. The two went soaring through the air, into the night.