The Christmas Goblin is Coming! (An Excerpt)

Here is a brief excerpt from my first children’s ebook. Click the banner at the end to go to the buying page. Many thanks 🙂

He went up to the rock and gently put his hand to it. It felt warm, weirdly warm. Noticing the sky getting darker, he turned away from the rock and headed for home. He could ask his father about it and they would look at it together tomorrow.

‘Hey, little boy,’ came a small and squeaky voice.

Stefan stopped. It sounded as if it had come from the rock and he turned around to look at it.

‘Yes, you, little boy,’ came the voice again. He couldn’t work out if it was the voice of a little girl or an old man. It sounded like both which Stefan couldn’t understand.

Stefan walked up to the rock and touched it. ‘Hello Mister Rock, are you talking to me?’

‘If the rock was talking to you,’ said the voice, ‘it wouldn’t sound like me. It would be more like-’ the voice paused, ‘Urggh, ug ah, gruh arg. Except I can’t make a sound deep enough. I think you get the idea.’

Stefan laughed. ‘If you’re not the rock, who are you?’

‘Little boy, look up!’

‘My name is Stefan!’ he almost shouted.

‘Stefan, I’m sorry,’ the voice said, ‘but look up. Then you will see me.’

Stefan looked up but couldn’t see anything.

‘Ah, you’re a bit small, so you should take a step back.’

Stefan took a step back but still couldn’t see anyone.

‘Try another step. You’re smaller than I first thought.’

He took a second step back.

‘Are you a dwarf or a pixie or something? You look human but I’ve never met a human as small as you. Take another step back.’

Feeling a little cross, Stefan stepped back again. ‘A dwarf or pixie?!’ he said. ‘No, I’m a boy – a human boy!’ Stefan still couldn’t see anyone, so he took a fourth step backwards knowing that the voice would ask him to do it again.

And then Stefan saw him, her, it on top of the rock, sitting quite comfortably. It had wrinkly skin like an old man, but it was green. It was also smaller than Stefan, much smaller and it made Stefan extremely cross that this small green thing had asked Stefan if he was a pixie.

The small green person waved. ‘Hello! What might your name be?’

‘I’ve already told you, it’s Stefan,’ he said carefully, knowing he shouldn’t really talk to strangers. Although nobody ever said anything about small, green ones.

The creature slapped his forehead. ‘Of course you are and of course, you did! You live that way, don’t you?’ and he pointed behind him. ‘I know all about you, Stefan.’

Stefan felt a little safer then, knowing that the small green person knew who he was. Perhaps he was friends with his mother or father? ‘What do you know about me?’

‘I know you’re a good boy.’

‘I try my best,’ Stefan blushed. ‘But who are you? Are you a forest sprite?’

‘Oh, my dear sweet cinnamon sticks. Have you ever seen a forest sprite that looked like me?’

Stefan shook his head. ‘To tell you the truth, I haven’t ever seen a forest sprite.’

‘I have,’ said the small green person, ‘and they look nothing at all like me!’

the christmas goblin childrens ebook kindle

Published by MG Mason Creative

I'm Matt, a freelance writer, writing mostly about education, early career recruitment, tech, B2B and professional services. Dabbling with landscape and nature photography too. For this content , please look at my main site linked below. I'm also a self-published author, creator of the quirky crime comedy book series Salmonweird. If that's what you're looking for, then good news! The village has its own website listed below.

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