[ WP ] After a screw up occurs at the post office , Santa starts receiving damned souls while Satan is stuck with thousands of wish lists .

( A very short story ) 
 
 One day, Satan opens a bag of mail, confused. Hell has no post address, you see, so naturally, the king of hell getting a bag of letters was very odd. 
 
 He opened the first letter he grabbed. 
 `` Dear Santa, I want my mommy and daddy to get back together. Also a bike.'' 
 
 It almost brought a tear to his eye. He leaned back and read more. 
 
 `` Dear Santa, can you help me with my schoolwork and my disease?'' `` Dear Santa, I have a hard time reading, can you help me with that?'' `` Dear Santa, I ca n't tell what my teacher writes on the board in class. Can you make her handwriting better so I get good grades?'' 
 
 Satan leaned back with a smile. Dyslexic kids writing letters were the best.
