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A Christmas Tale

A Christmas Tale

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Apr 12, 2016
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Fantasy
This all happened a long time ago, in your grandmother's time, or in your grandfather's. Back when there were beggars roaming the streets for money, food, or water. It was Christmas, and priests were cruel and nasty. They think they're rats and selfish animals... But it was Christmas. How could some people treat others so badly especially when it's a time to spread love and peace? This happened in this town for years and years. But this year was different. A little touch of magic can change everything...
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"Alright, it's 12 noon. Deal or not?" I couldn't look at him, so I stared at the beauty in front of me. Somehow I knew he was watching it too. I felt like we were characters of a famous story, standing side by side, gazing ahead. I hesitated, my heart was beating fast, I was almost afraid that he's going to hear it too. But for the first time in my life, I trusted my heart and told my brain to go to hell. The girl lead in this story was going to do what she wanted, and won't fear the consequences. "Let's do this." I said and turned towards him. We remained silent for a couple of moments, absorbing the meaning of the deal we just agreed to. And then I saw his lips turned upwards just enough for me to notice. He turned to me and held my hand. I felt several emotions just by touching him. Nervousness, excitement, fear, happiness all at once. I pushed them all aside, and smiled ear to ear. He held his hand up, counting down to three, my heart racing with every finger he raised. And just as he finished, we jumped off the cliff.

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