The Grinch Stole Christmas Story

How The Grinch Stole Christmas.

It was never about Christmas, it was about how I changed myself. Before I never had Max, I never lived in that mountain. I never had family or anyone to talk to. I was all alone. I don’t remember that much of the story about why I started hating christmas. The story many Whos’ say about me is based on fear, some things may be true, like how my heart became two sizes too small, and how I actually tried to steal Christmas, this was all me hating myself. However, now I will talk about the real story, with no whos’ alongside with me, this is the true story of how I, the Grinch, stole Christmas.

It all started on December 13th, 1955. I was still a baby at this time, I was like an ordinary child, I had a mom

I walked into my parents room, only to see that they were not there. I saw them in the basement packing only my clothes, I look outside the window to see angry Whos’ everywhere. They were throwing fire torches and had pitchforks at everyone 's houses. There was a huge thunder storm too, I didn 't know what was going on. My mom’s was looking at my dad, crying and saying last words. My dad takes me far away until a who stops him, my dad quickly puts me under a rock with all my stuff, and tries to fight the who, but it was too late, all I saw was a huge blast of fire, along with a flash of lightning. That fire went straight to my face I felt unconscious. I didn 't wake up until 5;00 in the morning,it was Christmas to be more exact. Another Grinnie who survived, put me in a basket and dropped me really quickly at a doorstep at a whos house. These people were sweet and hid me so no one could see me, I heard some of them talking about, saying what an ugly shade of green I am, and why they are so happy that most of us are dead. They said that they were going to drop me somewhere else, so they wouldn’t get in trouble. But there was one who lady who actually made me a house in Who mountain, at night she ran up the mountain and gave me a bunch of food so I can stay alive for at least a week. I went inside and was looking through the food. It was amazing all my worries

And she said…

You 're never going to know where he his,I kept him because he was the sweetest child I ever met. Why kill an innocent child, I had never approved that we should MURDER the Greenies, we should at least keep this one alive. I don’t care what will happen to me, as long as his safe, I don’t care what you’ll do to me, You will know in the future that I was right and you all are wrong, and you will feel guilty about it for the rest of your lives!!!!!

These were her last words. These Who’s had no humanity, and killed her anyways. They killed her on Christmas day . After this they felt proud, and accomplished. They lied to everybody to say that all the Grinnies are dead. I asked her give me some food, told her that I was leaving this town forever, and that I just wanted to meet her, but that it could now never happen, I cried and quickly left. When I went home and cried my heart out. I didn’t know what to do, except hate everyone and Christmas. I told myself if Santa’s magic helped me, why didn’t he help her, I didn’t even know who she was, I didn’t even say Thank You. After years of being stuck in that mountain, there was a dog who was freezing outside. I let him in and gave him whatever I could for make him feel satisfied. I took him out to gone on with my sad life. He wouldn’t go though. I fet as if he actually cared about me, so I kept him and named him Max. Everything the Who’s did made me mad, everything they did on Christmas. And then I had to