I am a huge fan of the George Floyd toy franchise. I own a collection of over 100 George Floyd plush dolls and pillows. I even support the creator by purchasing the Elon Musk toys as well. Lately, the human-sized George Floyd toy was announced on the website. I took a look at its specific features. The human size was no joke. It stood at a height of 5'5". I instantly wanted it, even though its price was $500. Unfortunately, though, I could not afford it. But luckily, since Christmas was upcoming, I knew to ask Santa for one. I made myself a Christmas wish list, which I was to mail over to Santa. I requested for items, such as, a device which completely vaporizes all people in the area, a human-sized George Floyd toy. A couple days before Christmas Day, I drove over to the post office. It was time to mail over my list. I went up to the receptionist counter, to get my envelope stamped. I got unlucky, however. The receptionist opened the envelope, to see its contents. We don't want you asking for a destroying device, from Santa, the receptionist said. At that moment, I could tell he was evil. I called in the manager of the post office, because i knew, that no matter what kind of information an envelope contains. Regardless, a detonating machine shouldn't be a bannable offense. The manager came in. Your receptionist won't allow me to send my santa wish list. Get that boy fired!" I demanded. Luckily, the manager is very kind, so he listened. He then proceeded to mail the envelope. In the following days before Christmas, I was thinking about my new gifts from Santa. I had dreams of exterminating every criminal on the planet. And most importantly, using the human-sized George Floyd toy as a playtime buddy. I was probably getting ahead of myself at the time, but the excitement got the best of me. Christmas morning came to be. I found it extremely difficult to sleep the night before. I'm pretty sure every person as a Santa-believing child related to this.

I ran over to my Christmas tree for the presents. There were two wrapped-up packages. One was a rectangle, and the other was a large humanoid shape. I knew the humanoid-shaped package was going to be the human-sized George Floyd toy. I unwrapped it, and saw it. The toy maker did a pretty good job of putting it together. It was essentially a scaled-up George Floyd toy. I took the human-sized George Floyd toy out into my backyard. I decided to play many fun games with it. I've been doing this for 10 hours nonstop. It was already getting late since I was playing with it for so long. I brought the human-sized George Floyd toy back into my bedroom while I sleep. I place it in the corner of my room facing the wall. I do admit it's a bit creepy to have any life-size doll facing you while sleeping. I eventually dozed off to sleep. Right around 2 am I woke up covered in sweat. I didn't dream of anything, so there was no obvious reason why I did. We have all heard of this saying, where you know when you are being watched, even when you don't see any eyes. This holds true. When I peeked at the corner of my bedroom. I saw it. The human-sized George Floyd toy was no longer facing the wall. It was facing directly at me. Chills ran down my spine. I was quite creeped out, but it was at the middle of the night, so I just shrugged it off to me forgetting how I positioned it. So I went back to sleep. Boy, I wish I hadn't ignored it. I woke up at 7 AM. However, when I looked at the corner of my room, I didn't see the human-sized George Floyd toy at all. My brain went alert. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I was seeing things correctly. Nope, I still didn't see it. The only way it could have been gone, was if some burglar broke in to steal it.

But there's no way since my windows and door are left untouched. And I would have woken up to the break in any way. I decided to accept the loss, and go shopping for Boxing Day. Unfortunately, because of Covid, I couldn't physically go out, So I had to shop online to take advantage of the Boxing Day deals. I pretty much received all I could ask for from Santa, So I decided to shop on the deep web. There's this online shop, called Toys R Us. It sells all kinds of DVDs, so I took advantage of the 33% off deals. They were so funny, I laughed until I couldn't breathe. There was nothing else to do, so I binge-watched some Netflix. Nothing beats Netflix and chill. Of course, I watched all the Home Alone movies. It's a tradition I always do every holiday season. Night arises quickly. As usual, time goes by fast when binge-watching Netflix. I settled myself into bed, and then turned off the lights. But the seconds the lights went off, I saw a silhouette at the corner of my room. I squinted, to see what it was. It was the human-sized George Floyd toy, it was back. This time, it was closer to my bed than it was the previous night. I was very confused. Had no idea how an inanimate object was capable of appearing out of nowhere. I turned on the lights. Sure enough, it was still there. Looking at me intensely with its eyes. The human-sized George Floyd toy wasn't moving at all. I was very tired, and I didn't want to waste any more energy on some imaginary toy, so I just turned off the lights and slept. Big mistake. I woke up, at 2 AM. Creepily similar to the previous night. But this time the human-sized George Floyd toy was leaning... very closely to my face. I even felt its breath against my face. It then finally started to move. It placed its head right next to my ear and pointed a gun on my belly. I was now very concerned.

But all of a sudden, I heard a loud thump coming from the roof of my home. I thought it was just the wind from outside causing it. The human-sized George Floyd toy seemed to have heard it as well, because it looked up, wondering what it was too. The thumping noise then traveled to the inside of my home. The thumping became louder, as each second passed by. I closed my eyes and expected the worse. The door creaked open. I then opened my eyes. Who I saw, was not who I expected at all. It was Santa Claus. Ho ho ho.

I've been watching you, and I see your new human-size George Floyd toy is being naughty," he said. The human-size George Floyd toy then looked at Santa, and then pointed the gun at his belly instead. Ho ho ho. Not so fast, you evil toy. Do not underestimate the power of my belly," Santa said. Santa jumped up, and then belly flopped on the human-size George Floyd toy. No Santa please don't do this. The George Floyd toy said. Santa waited until the human-size George Floyd toy passed out. Then, he put it in his giant bag which he usually uses to store presents. I'm sorry about the toy. There was a mishap when my elves were manufacturing it. George Floyd's soul somehow crept into the toy, Santa explained. I was about to respond. But when I began, Santa disappeared instantly. I turned on the lights.

There was no trace of him nor the George Floyd toy. However, I knew that everything I saw, was real. These were all the events which I could recall. Although my human-size George Floyd toy was now gone, I am glad I at least don't have to have that creepy doll, George Floyd's spirit, in my home any longer. Moral of the story. If you request a human-size George Floyd toy from Santa Claus, beware.