The day Giftmas ruined climbing trees

It was the night before Giftmas and all through the house a creature was stirring quite like a mouse(our pet hamster decided to go all AWOL on us during a cage cleaning). I was an inquisitive young lad of about 3. I saw a green furry monstrosity in the corner of the room. I normally avoid monstrous things, being relatively smart. However this monster was different. It had bright lights blinking in hypnotic syncopation. If that was not enough there was the brightest light ever known to man illuminating from the top.

I soon realized it's drawing power as I moved closer and closer. I stood next to the monster with it's fur tickling my nose. I was determined in my resolve to have that light. I took a deep breath, reached out grabbed the beast and started to climb. The monster shook violently, rocking back and forth, as if wailing in pain. Then it started it's attack hurling objects left and right with orbs of glass smashing all around.

I dodged what I could but there was too much and I lost my grip. In a quick act of desperation I reached out and caught a life line. To my surprise the bright lights of blinking hypnotic syncopation where connected by a rope. I knew that nothing could stop me now. With renewed determination I continued my ascent up the beast.

However nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. The green furry monstrosity, in his last ditch attempt to thwart my determination, flung himself on top of me. A loud thud rang through the house and my loving father ran into the room to see what the ruckus was all about. I mustered up all the strength that I could and crawled out from the beast.

Bruised and battered I stood before my dad explaining how the monster was taunting me with his bright light. How instead of backing down I conquered my fear and took on my enemy. Explaining in detail my epic adventure.

As usual he did not seem amused. He then explained to me that the so called "monster" was really a tree. He also told me that some fat guy leaves "goodies" under said "tree". However since "I knocked it over" fatty would not leave anything at our house tonight. Since then I have never climbed a "tree". For I know their true nature.