Their, right their, sat lucy with her six year old sole. Crying. Terribly Sad. Her mom Melissa was terribly sick with the flu. Coughing, Fever, everything. Christmas was only a month away. Since Mellissa was sick, she couldnt work to get enough money to get lucy, and her older brother Luke anything for Christmas. Luke was the oldest, so he was taking care of their mom, majority of the time. All they wanted for Christmas, was for their mom too feel better, in time for Christmas.
"Lucy..", called her mother. Lucy entered the living room quicky to see what her mom needed. "Yes mother?", Lucy said softly. "Tell your brother to tuck you in, time for bed..You have school tomorrow." "MOM! Me and luke have to take care of you!" "No.. Off too bed now. I'll be just fine honey." "Well, ok.." lucy returned. Mellissa kissed lucy's forehead softly. Then, Lucy went to her room, with her shoulders down, and a frown on her face. Luke walked in Lucy's room too already find her fast asleep in her bed. Luke slowly creeked the door shut and went off too bed. Lucy slowly peeked open one of her eyes, and looked up to the ceiling, and began to pray. "God, if your listening.. Listen closely. Help my mother feel better! Its all me and my brother want for this christmas. If you can hear me, follow this, Help my mother. I will do ANYTHING it takes." She closed her eyes. A tear ran down her cheek, then dripped off her chin, onto her silk pajama's her mother bought last Christmas. Than, she fell fast asleep.
