Mr. Ebneezer Scrooge is a cold hearted, tight-fisted and greedy man, who despises Christmas and all things which give people happiness. Biiiiiiiib biiiiiiib …… Srooge gold covered alarm rang. Nothing could get him out of his huge bed right now, especially not such a stupid alarm; he murmured greedily into the bedroom of course it was empty words, as always. After about 10 seconds later he was up, he took his usual suit, and his ruby red scarf on. He loved the suit so much, actually I think he loved it more than anything else in the hole world, His suit had followed him nearly his entire adult life it was his only suit he had, because he was to greedy that he didn’t want to buy a new one. 2 minutes later he got his old legs out of the bed, down the stairs and into the dining room, the dining room was about the size of a normal family’s house in London. There were huge chandeliers in the roof and small antique candlesticks in the window and on the table, the chairs where gold covered and the floor was clean oak. There were always several dishes on the table. Yes there was so much food that he could give the already pure street, food for a week. But he thought it was a waste of time, life and of course money. Everybody despised him as a person, many had tried to get in touch with him but if they didn’t have the same standard as him he just ignore them. Scrooge was a successful man, he had a small bank down street. One day an old man entered the bank, he begged Scrooge to lend him money so his kids could get good Christmas food and gifts.
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