My time with the Guardians: Missing my childhood

It was December and Christmas was coming. My favorite holiday of course. But I like all the holidays though. Our tree was up and so were the lights. Even my Christmas list was up like always. I took a quick peek at it, but looked away. I make lists every year. And I try to be good. But I was told that I won't continue making lists when I get older. I miss being younger. And still, I try to act like that.

I walked outside the fence to think for a bit. It wasn't that cold out I think. I looked around the neighborhood to see that our neighbors had their lights up too. Then I stopped what I was doing when I heard neighing...from the sky? But they didn't look like any ordinary horses I ever seen in my life. In fact, they all had blazing yellow eyes and they looked like they were made of black sand. I started to run,but they blocked my path.

They walked slowly towards me as I said nervously,"Nice horses. Be nice. Be nice." But they didn't listen. Then suddenly without warning, one of them stomped on my chest with it's hoof. I cried out in agony and fell to the ground holding my throbbing chest. I hope it didn't crack anywhere. I tried running again still holding it, but I fell down to the ground again. The horses surrounded me like vultures. Just when one of them was about to stomp on me again, a boomerang that came from nowhere sliced through some of them and vanished.

I looked up to see the boomerang's owner and saw that it was a giant bunny! But he wasn't working alone. The others were a fairy, a boy with white hair and blue eyes holding a wooden staff, a man wearing a red suit and a white beard holding swords,and a short golden man with whips made of sand. And they were in a sleigh with flying reindeer. That was all I ever saw before I collapsed completley. But I did hear the battle going on.

The white haired boy stood in front of me and shouted at the horses, "Hey, never hit a girl!" Then his staff threw frost at them and they stood there like ice sculptures beforing falling like huge heaps of snow. The white bearded man laughed heartily as he sliced his swords through them. The fairy flew throught some more,her wings cut through them like butter knives. The bunny continued throwing his boomerangs at the last ones as the short golden man whipped his whips at them,and one by one,the horses vanished before I too blacked out. But I still could hear my saviors voices above me.

"Crikey!" The bunny exclaimed in an austrailian accent."She's in bad shape!"

The white bearded man picked me up in his arms. "We better get her to the North Pole," He said in a Russian accent. "She'll be safer there." Gingerly ,he put me in the sleigh next the bunny and the fairy.

"Poor thing." The fairy said sadly.

"I know." The bunny agreed placing a paw on me. Then I felt the sleigh being lifted and we took off to the North Pole.