Scrooge then turned to the spirit and begged to see some tenderness. The spirit pointed again, and Scrooge could see the home of Bob Cratchit once more, but it was not merry for Tiny Tim had died and the family was mourning him. Then Scrooge turned and saw his own grave neglected. Nobody visited it.
“Spirit, I will change. Take me home. I promise to keep Christmas in my heart, not just today, but every day.” Scrooge pleaded.
Suddenly, he appeared back in his bed. Scrooge awoke and quickly ran to the window. He opened it and called to a boy down on the street, “You, boy, what day is it?”
The boy smiled and said, “Why, Christmas day, sir.”