A\N: Sorry for the lack of updates. I had the original idea of more than
one last chapter. But I didn't want young Simon and future Simon to meet. I
think young Simon will learn what future Simon meant when he said, "I'm
responsible for killing someone" on his own. I was originally gonna have
the two of them meet but I decided I like this idea better. It wraps up the
story neatly.
Chapter 4: Home Again
Simon was lying in the street in front of his house. He was home! Finally home!
He got up off the ground and started towards the house when that tricky little wishing star zoomed by again.
"No, no please not again!" Simon yelled trying to avoid the star.
He kept dodging the star, trying not to get hit.
But then he tripped and fell on the ground and the star, once again caused a bright blinding flash.
~ * ~ * ~
Simon opened his eyes and let out a slight yawn.
He felt the surface that he was lying on. It was soft and comfortable. Not sandy or hard.
He looked around the room he was in.
It was his room!
He looked at it more carefully. Everything looked the same as it had the night before. He was finally home again!
He then remembered it was Christmas Eve when he made that wish.
He looked out the window; the sun had risen.
He looked at his digital alarm clock. It read seven o'clock AM.
"It's early, I'd better go back to sleep." He said to himself.
He was about to fall back asleep. When all of a sudden his bedroom door swung open.
It was Ruthie. She came into the bouncing up and down with excitement.
"Simon, wake up! It's Christmas! And Santa came!" Ruthie said excitedly.
"Ruthie, it's seven in the morning. Why aren't you asleep?" Simon asked his younger sister.
"I woke up early so I could get a head start on opening my Christmas presents!" Ruthie was still beaming with excitement.
"Wait, how do you know Santa came?" Simon asked curious.
"Because I snuck downstairs. And looked in the living room, and there was a bunch of presents under the tree!" Ruthie said, more excited than ever.
"Oh I see." Simon responded.
"Come on Simon lets go open them!" Ruthie said, still excited.
"Ruthie I." Simon begun to say, but Ruthie grabbed his arm and pulled him down the stairs.
~ * ~ * ~
Down in the living room, there were many presents under the Camden's Christmas tree.
"See told ya!" Ruthie said running out of the room and up the stairs.
"Wait a minute. Where are you going?" Simon called to her.
"To wake up everyone!" Ruthie said. She was now out of site, but he could hear her call echoing throughout the hallway. "Mommy, Daddy, Matt, Lucy, Mary wake up! Santa came! And he brought a lot of presents this year!"
"Well." Simon begun to say. "Might as well see which one's are mine while I wait for Ruthie to get everyone out of bed."
He looked under the tree and begun looking trough the presets, searching for his own. When he noticed a folded piece of white paper under the tree. He picked it up.
"What's this?" He asked out loud.
It was blank on the side that was facing him so he turned it over. It had "To Simon" written on it.
He unfolded the note a read it.
Dear Simon,
Hi. I'm your future-self. So I guess you can say I'm Simon to. Listen I have to tell you something. I know that you traveled to the future and saw me talking to that girl. By the way her name is Cecelia, and she's your future girlfriend. I know, you probably thought Deena would be. But I guess you found someone in the future. Anyway I know you heard me say I killed someone. And I did. But it was an accident. I just thought I'd tell you that it was a young thirteen-year-old boy. It was a car accident that caused his death. I ran him over. But he was in my lane and came speeding out of nowhere, he wasn't wearing a helmet, and he was high on drugs. It was an accident. But I keep convincing myself that if I had been more cautious, he'd still be alive. So don't think of yourself as a killer. Because you're not. Anyway I hoped this note explains what you saw. The boy's name was Paul Smith by the way. Anyway, see you in the future. And also Merry Christmas to you!
From your future-self,
Simon.
After reading the note Simon felt so much better about the whole "killer" thing. He didn't even feel all that really sick or revolted anymore.
He folded the note and placed it in his pajama shirt pocket.
Before going back to find his Christmas presents under the tree ho looked out the living room window.
"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
THE END
A\N: Well that's it. I'm finally done. This is the fourth story I've finished. Here let me list them all in order and date started and finished and all the chapter names and numbers.
a. Secrets And Lies- started: June first, 2003, completed: July twenty- fifth, 2003, total of five chapters.
b. Let Me Sleep- started: July tenth, 2003, completed: August twenty- seventh, 2003, total of six chapters.
c. The Other Sister- started: December first, 2003, completed: December eleventh, 2003, total of eight chapters plus an epilogue which totals to nine.
d. Simon Camden's Christmas Wish- started: December thirteenth, 2003, completed: January fourth, 2004, total of four chapters.
Please review and tell me if you liked it, or if I should do a squeal.
See ya around,
-Alexa
Chapter 4: Home Again
Simon was lying in the street in front of his house. He was home! Finally home!
He got up off the ground and started towards the house when that tricky little wishing star zoomed by again.
"No, no please not again!" Simon yelled trying to avoid the star.
He kept dodging the star, trying not to get hit.
But then he tripped and fell on the ground and the star, once again caused a bright blinding flash.
~ * ~ * ~
Simon opened his eyes and let out a slight yawn.
He felt the surface that he was lying on. It was soft and comfortable. Not sandy or hard.
He looked around the room he was in.
It was his room!
He looked at it more carefully. Everything looked the same as it had the night before. He was finally home again!
He then remembered it was Christmas Eve when he made that wish.
He looked out the window; the sun had risen.
He looked at his digital alarm clock. It read seven o'clock AM.
"It's early, I'd better go back to sleep." He said to himself.
He was about to fall back asleep. When all of a sudden his bedroom door swung open.
It was Ruthie. She came into the bouncing up and down with excitement.
"Simon, wake up! It's Christmas! And Santa came!" Ruthie said excitedly.
"Ruthie, it's seven in the morning. Why aren't you asleep?" Simon asked his younger sister.
"I woke up early so I could get a head start on opening my Christmas presents!" Ruthie was still beaming with excitement.
"Wait, how do you know Santa came?" Simon asked curious.
"Because I snuck downstairs. And looked in the living room, and there was a bunch of presents under the tree!" Ruthie said, more excited than ever.
"Oh I see." Simon responded.
"Come on Simon lets go open them!" Ruthie said, still excited.
"Ruthie I." Simon begun to say, but Ruthie grabbed his arm and pulled him down the stairs.
~ * ~ * ~
Down in the living room, there were many presents under the Camden's Christmas tree.
"See told ya!" Ruthie said running out of the room and up the stairs.
"Wait a minute. Where are you going?" Simon called to her.
"To wake up everyone!" Ruthie said. She was now out of site, but he could hear her call echoing throughout the hallway. "Mommy, Daddy, Matt, Lucy, Mary wake up! Santa came! And he brought a lot of presents this year!"
"Well." Simon begun to say. "Might as well see which one's are mine while I wait for Ruthie to get everyone out of bed."
He looked under the tree and begun looking trough the presets, searching for his own. When he noticed a folded piece of white paper under the tree. He picked it up.
"What's this?" He asked out loud.
It was blank on the side that was facing him so he turned it over. It had "To Simon" written on it.
He unfolded the note a read it.
Dear Simon,
Hi. I'm your future-self. So I guess you can say I'm Simon to. Listen I have to tell you something. I know that you traveled to the future and saw me talking to that girl. By the way her name is Cecelia, and she's your future girlfriend. I know, you probably thought Deena would be. But I guess you found someone in the future. Anyway I know you heard me say I killed someone. And I did. But it was an accident. I just thought I'd tell you that it was a young thirteen-year-old boy. It was a car accident that caused his death. I ran him over. But he was in my lane and came speeding out of nowhere, he wasn't wearing a helmet, and he was high on drugs. It was an accident. But I keep convincing myself that if I had been more cautious, he'd still be alive. So don't think of yourself as a killer. Because you're not. Anyway I hoped this note explains what you saw. The boy's name was Paul Smith by the way. Anyway, see you in the future. And also Merry Christmas to you!
From your future-self,
Simon.
After reading the note Simon felt so much better about the whole "killer" thing. He didn't even feel all that really sick or revolted anymore.
He folded the note and placed it in his pajama shirt pocket.
Before going back to find his Christmas presents under the tree ho looked out the living room window.
"Merry Christmas to you to Simon." He said, hoping his future self would hear him.
THE END
A\N: Well that's it. I'm finally done. This is the fourth story I've finished. Here let me list them all in order and date started and finished and all the chapter names and numbers.
a. Secrets And Lies- started: June first, 2003, completed: July twenty- fifth, 2003, total of five chapters.
b. Let Me Sleep- started: July tenth, 2003, completed: August twenty- seventh, 2003, total of six chapters.
c. The Other Sister- started: December first, 2003, completed: December eleventh, 2003, total of eight chapters plus an epilogue which totals to nine.
d. Simon Camden's Christmas Wish- started: December thirteenth, 2003, completed: January fourth, 2004, total of four chapters.
Please review and tell me if you liked it, or if I should do a squeal.
See ya around,
-Alexa