Death comes to life for a cutie

I do not own the rights to Ben Giddard or any other members of the band death cab for cutie.

This is the story of how I discovered the true meaning of christmas.

Ben Giddard let out an exasparated sigh, it seemed that he would be spending christmas alone again.

What was the point of continuing his pitiful existense if all he could do was break anything he touched.

This is what he though as he stood on the edge of the was considering jumping off and ending his futile existense. When suddenly a beautiful looking women in a white robe walked up to him and said "Hello". Ben asked her "Who are you?" and she said "I am the soul of your band, don't you know that they need you more than anyone?" Ben said "If the band really needed me that much why did they tell me to leave the room on christmas eve?" the mysterious woman replied "Thats for me to know and you to learn, goodbye Benjamin" Benjamin sat down for four hours until he decided "maybe there is something worth living for, I will go back to my apartment and see why my friends from my band kicked me out." so Ben walked back to his apartment which was covered in snow and all the lights were off. When he walked in all his bandmates and friends jumped out and shouted "suprise merry birthday Ben!" And Benjamin screamed "Oh you guys are the greatest friends I have ever seen" My birthday is complete Ben thought. And as his darkest hour became his greatest minute, Benjamin suffered a heart attack and passed away December 24th 2011 at midnight.