Suspense writing

The 5 year old boy by the name of Jimmy was getting into his warm and foamy double bed next to the boiling hot radiator on the bone freezing Christmas eve night. The mother walked in, in her dressing gown saying good night then counting down from ten then saying ,”MERRY CHRISTMAS.”   Then the boy falls asleep drifting away. Until a very high pitch ting ting ting screeeeeeech the bed side light flickered on and off the dad walk in with his huge pump shotgun saying “whats wrong hey ” I I I don’t know.” The door slams shut windows locked no screams are made… all of a sudden ho ho ho the doors open up and everyone is safe all thanks to SANTA.

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