For 25 Christmases, The Same Silent Stranger Appeared Outside Our House At Exactly The Same Time. He Never Spoke, Never Left A Note, And Every Year My Parents Called The Police In Panic. When I Turned 15, I Finally Stepped Outside And Asked, “Why Do You Keep Coming Back?” He Looked Straight At Me… And Burst Into Tears.

Sometimes there is no reason. Some people are just broken.”

“Has he ever tried to talk to you? To tell you why he comes?”

She turned to look at me, and I saw something in her eyes that I did not recognize. Fear, yes, but something else too. Something that looked almost like guilt.

“He has nothing to say that we need to hear. Trust me on that. Ryan,” continue reading …