Standing Stones - Christmas

It was a wonderful day in Ponyville, it was Christmas Eve. Chestnuts were roasting, ponies were singing, bells were ringing, and snow was falling, but there was one filly who had yet to know the true meaning of Christmas. This filly's name is Hope.

"Oh come on Hope, don't you wanna play in the snow?" Pez whined, prancing around Hope with a beckoning smile.

"Pez, I love you very much, but I'm simply not going to do anything that celebrates Christmas or any other holiday!" Hope replied.

Pez gazed at Hope in shock."What do you mean!? Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year!"

"I SAID NO!" Hope yelled.

Pez’s eyes flinched, his eyes widening in confusion. "Fine... I'll just go..." Pez whispered disappointedly as he walked out the door. Hope just continued on what she was doing. She didn't seem to feel the least bit of guilt after yelling at Pez in that moment. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. When she answered, there was a yellow filly wearing a coat and a bow. It was Applebloom!

"Hi, wanna donate some money?" Applebloom asked with a happy smile.

"For what?" Hope asked, even though she already knew she would say no.

"For the homeless of course!" Applebloom replied.

"They can just go to a homeless shelter or something!" Hope dismissed in an annoyed tone.

"But, some would rather die than live in such a horrible place." Applebloom replied glumly.

"Well, maybe they should." Hope said sternly. Applebloom gave her a disappointed look as she walked awaty. It was so strange. One might wonder why Hope is so heartless during this time. Maybe she just doesn't see a point.

--------- A few hours later ----------

Night started to fall, so Hope decided this would be the time to get some dinner. She went into the kitchen to get some  food. When she walked in, she was surprised by what she saw. It was a colt who looked frighteningly similar to Record Note. He seemed to be some kind of ghost in chains.

"Hello, Hope." He said.

"W-who are you!? Is this a joke?" Hope stammered in sudden fear.

"Hope, you will be visited by three spirits... The ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Future." He told Hope in a ghostly voice.

"G-get out of my house!" She demanded.

"You can't run from this..." The ghost said as it disappeared. Hope knew she was in for it now.