When people think of the North Pole what are some of the things that come to mind? Well for most it's gotta be where Santa lives, where his reindeer's reside and where his elves work all year round. It's just an all-round happy place for that special time of year. Covered in snow and with it being the northernmost point of the earth, there is a certain mystique about the place.
This mystique for the most part is of positive curiosity, everyone wants to see where Santa supposedly comes from, but there is also a dark and dangerous side here that lies within the caves of the region. A subject of folklore to most, The Grither is often talked about by families around a fire.
This was the case one Christmas Eve. Excited kids asked their father to tell them a story, a scary story,that they are now old enough to hear one. Their father after his patience was tested finally gave in to their demands and sat the two kids in from of the fire while he sat on the couch ready to start story time.
He started " There is a creature who lies within the caves of the North Pole called The Grither. No one ever knows what it looks like because everyone that had seen it had been eating by it. Hands were as big as basketballs supposedly and the smell of rotten flesh from it's body you could smell a mile away. The monster is as big as your imagination allows and it is the most terrifying thing to roam around this time of year"
One of the kids whined "I think I have heard enough dad, maybe I am not old enough for this yet" the other kid looked at his brother before asking his father to continue. "Oh he has to continue now, you have said his name" shouted in the kids Mother from the room outside. The story continued after their father reassured them " Don't worry my sons it's just a story"
"He is said to come for those that mention it's name and don't finish the story. When he comes for you all you will see is a....... " , one of the kids abruptly stopped him " Please Dad I don't wanna know what happens, maybe next year when I'm older and braver ", his father agreed to call a halt to the story and told his boys to get ready for bed.
As the parents were bringing the boys upstairs the front door blew open, a blizzard of snow took over the boys vision and when it passed they couldn't believe what they had seen. A large figure covered in blood stood at the front door. There was that horrible wet smell reeking from the heavy breathing intruder. The boys quickly ran upstairs and hide under their bed, loud thuds soon followed.
They huddled together while shaking with fear. The bedroom door opened slowly and inside it came, step by step searching and sniffing around the room. A strange noise came from it's mouth before it called out each of the boys names. The older boy opened its eyes and peeped out from under the bed waiting to see some terrifying creature, but what he saw was a pair of human legs and a white pair of trainers.
"Don't worry boys it's just me messing around, I got the costume from the store, come out from under the bed" playfully and humorously said the father, much to the boys relief. They joked and laughed about it until it really was time for bed and their mother came up and tucked them both in.
Sometime during the night, when all were fast asleep, the front door opened once more. Dirty prints were left on the steps of the stairs and the banister was covered in green goo. The boys woke suddenly to a large shadow standing over them both. "Dad stop we know it's you" said one of them while giggling along with it.
The bathroom lights went on and this time to the boys utter terror, in shouted their father "Boys, who are you talking to?"
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