Frosty the snowman

This is a response to the winter horror story prompt, you can check it out here!

Disclaimer*** Be warned, might just make you cringe a bit!

Christmas cheer was all about in the Dailie's neighborhood. During the holidays, it was always a festive street. Trees wrapped in lights, air filled giant snow globes filled with penguins in scarves, and Santa with his sleigh and reindeer perched on another lawn. It had become like a competition to all the neighbors, they had all been on that street for at least 10 years, and it was now their mission during Christmas time to have the most extravagant yard for all who traveled through to be impressed by.

The most impressive of all was Ms. Flanders yard. Every year for the last 8 years, it has always won the popularity contest, for in her yard was the most exquisite of decorations, the most beautiful of snowmen. And when I say snowmen, I mean plural. Her yard was stuffed with them.

They were adorned with all kinds of things, clothing items, jewelry, and even random items she found at the market. Her yard had other beautiful Christmas decorations of course, giant sized Christmas bulbs along the frame of her house, little lanterns along her walkway. And a sign from one of her most special students, Jack. A sign that said "World's best teacher." that was adorned with snowflakes.

For she was the town's teacher of 15 years, and she adored her students. Each year for Christmas, she would add a new snowman to her yard, and it became a delight for her students when the snow would hit, knowing they would have a beautiful new snowman to see. And this year she did not disappoint. Her new snowman was dressed in the tallest of top hats, a lavish blue suit, and its eyes made of big black marbles.

She always invited her students families over for a big Christmas Eve feast, where her students would always happily want to come because she always had the best foods. This year though, there was one family that had no Christmas cheer, the Dailie's. For in that same month, their son Adam had gone missing. Ms. Flanders wanted very much to cheer them up, and to try to talk them into coming to the dinner. She made them a special pie, and took it to their home where she extended her invitation once more. They said they would consider.

Later that night families started flocking to her home, strolling down her walkway as if they were in their own beautiful winter wonderland. Deck the halls playing over a speaker she had set up in her yard. She was pleasantly surprised to see the Dailie parents show up a short while after.

During the dinner she couldn't help herself but to bring up Adam, stating how he was one of her more special students, though a bit of a trouble-maker. She told them the story of how he once put a lizard in her purse, and when she was going to leave for home, she went to grab her keys and let out a big scream in front of the whole class. They erupted with laughter, thinking back on their little boy. "We are gonna find him." Another parent said.

After dessert, everyone was getting ready to go home and began gathering their coats from the coat rack. As Mrs. Dailie was getting hers, she noticed a red scarf hanging. She took it over to the teacher, "This is Adam's, why is it here?" The teacher took hold of the scarf and examined it. "Well, I knew it belonged to one of my students, they come and visit all the time. I'm so sorry Mrs. Dailie, I didn't realize it was his, or I would have of course returned it." She said, placing the scarf back in the mother's hands. Mrs. Dailie began to weep. As she walked out of the teachers yard, she placed the red scarf around the new snowman, "So you don't get cold." She stated, giving it a little kiss on the cheek. Then she and Mr. Dailie made their way home.

Two weeks had passed since that dinner, when the Dailie family got a knock on their door. It was two detectives, the same ones who had been running their son's case. "Adam, did you find him?" The mother asked without hesitation.

"We have, Mrs. Dailie. But we have some bad news." The female detective told her.

Before hearing anything else, Adam's mom burst into uncontrollable tears, because she knew exactly what 'bad news' meant.

The detectives followed the parents into the house and sat them down.

"This will not be easy to hear." The male detective stated. They went on to say that a neighbor had gone to check on Ms. Flanders when they had not heard from, or seen her in over a week. There they found her, dead in her bed, with an empty pill bottle on the nightstand. A note was left on her dresser, specifically for the Dailies.

"I never meant for it to get this out of hand. It started eight years ago, with Jack. He was the most naughty boy I had ever had in my class. Playing nasty tricks, bullying other children, just being plain horrible. I couldn't stand for it. I had to do something, so I killed him. Something dark switched on in me that night, like I had become possessed. Because every Christmas after that, I couldn't help but murder the most naughty of children in my class. I made pies out of them to feed the town, so they at least wouldn't go to waste! And their bones... their lovely bones... Well I kept them all, I guess you can call me a bit of a collector. You will find them soon enough. You, Mrs. Dailie, I wish you wouldn't have found that scarf, that was just too close a call, and I am far too old to be in prison. No, this is the way I choose to go."

That neighborhood quickly became known as Killer snowman street. Because it ended up on national news, all the bodies? They were the base for her extravagant snowmen of course.

Happy Holiday's!!!