" Mom, i'm off to bed now-" Sam paused. " Not like you care." She muttered that last part, and lay down in her bed. A Doctor Who poster stared back down at her. She closed her eyes tight, and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.
"Carls? Is that you?"
" No silly!! It's me, the ghost of Christmas past!"
Sam grinned.
" Yeah, yeah, no lo se, señora Shay, no lo se..."
Sam lay down, only to be awoken by The Ghost whacking her with a stick.
" Come, Sam, and see what fun you hade a few years ago, at Christmas "
" What, i-"
And 'Carly' held on to Sam, and they were at the Shay's.
" Oh Sam, thanks!!" Said mini Freddie, and he saw a camera set.
" This camera has high density filming, and a uv light, and-"
" Yeah yeah nub, we get it." Said mini
Freddie hugged her, and she blushed. A smile crept on older Sam's face, but she shook it off.
" So what if that year was good, i don't care!"
The ghost of Christmas past shrugged.
" If you so so.." she muttered, and Sam was back in her room.
" Night then, Carls,"
" Good night Samantha, and i'm not Carlotta, i'm the-"
" ghost of Christmas past, I know, I know "
She lay down, only to be awoken again.
" Freddie?!"
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Dear Sam- a take on the Christmas charol
FanfictionSam doesn't celebrate Christmas . She doesn'tget the point! Until one day Sam gets a visit from the three ghosts of Christmas
