She had told me about the Santa in your home without the bells. So I had quietly popped in a pair of Silver Bells with a red ribbon into her bag.
It seemed that I was going to be this child’s Christmas present. But I was happy all the same when they took me to their home. I had finally found a home in which I had found love and respect.
Mary entered home to find both her mother and Nancy gazing up at the lit Christmas tree and Nancy was busy telling her that the angels wanted her to know that they had heard her prayer.
The scary zombies, she saw on TV. were coming to life .The nails of the monster were so sharp that can cut the pieces of Melba in a second. Melba eyes were filled with tears .
Does Santa really exist, Grandpa? My friends told he is imaginary and nothing more than a mirage. Please tell the truth, Grandpa.
That had been almost four weeks ago and now Beth was pregnant, without a husband’s support and no job to bring in the money, what could she possibly do.
It was actually real that a ghost came from my room. I got curious and asked my mother again what it looked like. She told me that the ghost was a lady,
A story related to child labor and aspirations of the poor in an urban setup. Written as a haphazard narrative with no dialogues, only descriptions.
This year she had had an epiphany – she had discovered the reason for the season.This year she would bless those who needed them as much as she did.
The next day straight after Christmas Day. It was a day traditionally used to collect the Christmas boxes and presents the exact day after Christmas.