Star Skellington's Christmas Wish

Chapter Seven

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Star opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by snow again, and feared that she was still in Christmas Town, but then she noticed some peculiar things. The snow had blanketed not a charming town, but a ghoulish graveyard in a deathly blue tone, and the yellow harvest moon shone brightly against the sky of black with violet wispy clouds like paint on black canvas. A hollow tree with branches like monstrous hands was her shelter from the snowfall as she lay against a tombstone with the letters R.I.P on the top and some gothic scripture as an epitaph. This was Halloween Town, her home.

"Star?" a voice called in the distance. "Star, where are you?"

"Mama?" Star answered quietly then called out louder: "Mama?"

"Star is that you?" came her father's voice closer now.

"Papa!" she replied shouting. "Papa, Mama, I'm here!"

Around Halloween Hill Star's family came running to her voice. Zero barked when he saw her and Jack's long legs carried him as fast as he could to Star's side where she jumped into his bony arms in an embrace. Her mother Sally followed, tears in her big doll eyes as she wrapped her soft arms around Star and held her close. Finally, Tim and Noel greeted her with a hug as well, and Zero licked her face with his ghostly tongue.

"Where have you been my little goblin?" Sally asked once she found the strength to speak.

Star gave her mother a big, bony grin and said "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"What matters anyway, you're home now." Said Jack with a smile. "-And just in time for Christmas!"

Star Skellington was happy. She did not need Christmas Town to have Christmas. Just Santa had said, it had been there in her heart all along. At last, she could share what made her the ghoul that she was inside without feeling alone. She would always have her family to be there for her. None of the Skellingtons paid to noticed the tombstone that sat behind Star, but the epitaph read in these exact words:

NO MATTER WHAT BEAUTY YOU FIND WHEN YOU ROAM,

THERE IS ALWAYS LOVE TO BE FOUND AT HOME

The End

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