The two of them walked for a while until they came to a small house that Emma didn’t recognise. “Spirit where are we?” “We are at the residence of your schoolmate Johnny the one you told to fuck a pig if memory serves me.” Emma felt a bit of shame in her actions. They entered the house and saw a family huddled around a TV watching Christmas specials. Johnny was huddled in a corner near the fireplace reading a book. His father was drinking a beer and he looked over at him. “Dam it John shouldn’t you be out with friends or something?” John didn’t bother looking up from his book. John’s mother spoke next. “Oh Jim leave him alone if he doesn’t want to hang out with friends today then he doesn’t have to.” Jim shook his head. “The damn kid doesn’t have any friends. That boy doesn’t even have a girlfriend. The boy’s a fag and is going to die a virgin.” Johnny got up and ran out of the room with tears in his eyes.
For the first time in her life Emma felt sorry for Johnny. “Spirit can you see the future? What will happen to Johnny?” The spirit shrugged. “My vision of the future is limited but I a dusty book near a fireplace with no one to read it.” Emma began sobbing. “Oh no please he can’t die!” The spirit looked at her “Oh and I thought you saw him as being below a pawn someone who is meant to die.” Emma cried harder. “No I mean I didn’t mean it I don’t want him to die.” The spirit placed his hand on her shoulder. “Come the day is fading fast and there is more to see.”
The two continued to walk until they came to a place that was much more familiar. “Oh this is Jess’ house oh thank you spirit I must see how she is!” They entered the house and there were 3 girls sitting on the couch. The one in the middle was Jess who was wearing a large bandage on her nose. The other two were girls from Jess’ youth group who Emma had seen before but never thought to befriend because she thought church was for losers. The three girls were all laughing and giggling it had appeared that they had too much eggnog.
Jess laughed and dumped her glass of eggnog all over her face. “Hey guy’s guess who I am?” Her friends laughed and in unison they said “Emma Neica Splooge.” Jess yelled correct causing even harder fits of laughter from the three of them. “Oh my god she is such a bitch.” The first girl said. “Yeah remember when we first met her and we were going to go to an all nighter and she said she had to wash her hair all night.” The second girl said causing more laughter. “But seriously I can’t believe what she did to you.” The first girl added. Jess merely shrugged. “Well it’s over anyway. She is just a cold-hearted bitch who thinks that popularity is everything. She takes everything for granted. She has the hottest guy in school and she cheats on him. But you know what they say what goes around comes around.”
Suddenly a fourth person entered the room from behind Emma. Emma turned around and couldn’t believe what she saw. There was Chad standing in the complete nude apart from a Santa on his head. Upon his entrance the three girls went into catcalls. “Umm I know what I want for Christmas.” “I can’t wait to unwrap that.” “It’s the gift that keeps on giving.” Jess merely smiled. “Did you give it to her this morning.” Chad smiled. “Yeah I fucked that dumb slut stupid she has no idea.” Jess smiled more and called him over. “Do you think you can handle all three of us?” she asked well slowly opening her blouse. Chad smiled. “Baby I could take all three of you all the way into the new year.” Chad sat down and Jess hoped on his lap and wrapped her legs around him, She slowly leaned down and kissed him passionately. Chad kissed back and Emma could hear the distinct sounds tongues twirling in their mouths. Chad began pulling off her top and the two girls began jacking him off together.
Emma began to panic. “Spirit take me away from this place please!” The room dissolved and they were in a dark street. Emma looked at the spirit to thank him and couldn’t believe what she saw. The spirit was now an old man with grey hair and several wrinkles. “Spirit what happened to you?” “My time is linked only to the present. As soon as this day ends I do as well. Hear my words I have shown you great happiness and also great pain. The pain you have been shown stems from you and your ill deeds. Even the smallest of choices can affect the course of the future. Learn to make the right ones.” Emma nodded. “I will try spirit.” The spirit nodded and spoke again in a much weaker tone. “I hope for your sake you do much better than try. The next spirit is much less loving than I am.” With that the clock struck 12 and the spirit disappeared into the wind.
Emma stood in the cold. The spirits warmth and happiness left her and she felt frightened. A large gust of cold wind came and chilled her to the bone. Suddenly she realised she wasn’t alone. She turned around and there stood a shadowy figure with red glowing eyes. “Can I assume that you are the ghost of Christmas future?” The figure said nothing. Emma was worried. The other two spectres we kind and warm what did this strange figure have to do with Christmas? “I will follow you and try to learn your lessons. Please show me the way.” The shadowy figure lifted his hand and pointed to a house. She turned and recognised it as Johnny’s house. They went inside and the scene was very different then the last time she was there. No fire was lit. Barely any lights were on and the mother and father sat in the kitchen. The father wore sorrow on his face that was not there before and the mother sat knitting in a state of non-belief. Finally the father broke the silence. “What did we do wrong Linda what did we do to ruin him that way.” Linda shook her head. “This was not our fault we raised that boy right he just fell too hard.” Jim clenched the beer can he was holding. “Yes it was all that little vixens fault that tramp that slut!” Linda put down her knitting and grabbed her husband’s hand. “Please don’t blame her the poor dear she has nothing left now. We shouldn’t play on the misfortunate.” Jim began sobbing. “But why did he have to do it why would he try to help her?” Linda shook her head. “He loved her and when she turned him down yet again he….well he couldn’t stand living anymore.” The two both began sobbing for their lost child.
Emma was crying as well. “Oh my god who could possibly turn down someone who was just trying to help and who loved her so?” The spirit lifted his finger and the scene changed to a busy neon lit street. There was a young girl dressed in rags begging people for money. She was by no means attractive. Her hair was long and mattered, her skin was dirty and she was quite fat. “Please I’ll suck your dick for a dollar. I’ll let you fuck me for five.” No matter how much the girl begged the people simply walked past looking disgusted. “Please help me I am with child and I have no money. Please someone help me!”
Emma looked at this poor girl and wished she could help her. “Spirit what is the fate of this poor girl and her child?” The spirit once again lifted his finger and the scene changed to a couple of men standing on the same street the tramp was working on. “Nice to not be hassled for money isn’t it?” the first man said. “Yes quite so. I can honestly say I won’t miss that girl.” The second man replied. “What happened to her anyway?” the third man inquired. “Oh she froze to death over night.” The first man answered. “What happened to her child?” the second man asked. “It died too. Poor thing froze to death in the womb.” The first man explained. “Shame her parents kicked her out giving that she was pregnant. Oh well the past is the past lets get some lunch.”
Emma wept for the girl and she child. “Spirit why are you showing me this and who was the poor girl?” The spirit lifted his finger and they were in a graveyard in the middle of a severe thunderstorm. The spirit pointed to a very cheap grave. Emma walked closer and knelt in front of it. The writing was poorly engraved and she couldn’t read it in the dark. A suddenly flash of lightning lit the grave up and the words became clear. “Emma Neica Looge and her unborn child.” Emma screamed in terror. “Oh spirit no please I promise not to forget the lessons of the past or present or future. I promise to treat all people the same and never judge anyone. Please spirit let me change.”
The spirit pointed his finger and the ground Emma was kneeling on broke and she fell through the earth. She landed in a fiery land of pain and suffering. All around her she could hear the screams of thousands of people. She looked around and she was surrounded by tiny horned demons. She screamed at their presence and they all jumped on her. They began clawing at her skin and tearing off her clothes. They drug her over to an old fashioned stirrup and locked her hands and head in. They began ravaging her body sticking their cocks in any whole they could find. It was agony and terror the likes of which she had never imagined. Every part of her body was scratched or beaten and the demons would not relent. Finally there was a loud bang of a gong and the demons all seized and stood at attention. Emma looked up and saw the shadowy figure begin walking up to her. The flames revealed him and Emma screamed in terror. There standing in front of her was the devil himself and he was looking at her like she was a piece of meat. He smiled and dropped his black loincloth. Emma squirmed at the sight for he had a humongous penis at least 13 inches with spikes protruding from it, He began walking towards her step by step. “No please stop I’m sorry I’m sorry!” The devil smiled and raised his hand and a fiery pitchfork lifted in the air and went behind her. Emma could feel the heat from the flames just inches from her ass. She now stood face to face with the devils big cock. He grabbed her mouth and forced it open and forced it over the tip of his penis. “No no!” she screamed to no avail. With one swift motion the devil thrust his cock deep in her mouth and pulled his fingers toward him causing the pitchfork to enter her ass.
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