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Merry Cristmas?what is Christmas? it is hope, and celebration, and the one reason people still believe. not everyone uses Christmas this way. Some people use Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or so many other holidays. it isn`t Christmas time. that is predigest. it is the holiday season. so next time you see a friend, don`t say Merry Christmas, say Happy Holidays. just be nice. why not?Merry Cristmas?


chap 1Peace, Snow and Hope were all waiting at the window for it to snow. The triplets couldn't have been much different from each other.chap 1
Peace had chestnut brown hair, with warm brown eyes that made you feel secure. She always wore pink. Whenever she walked through the city, men wanted to give her a happy life and plenty of flowers. She always gave these to little girls who followed her shyly. There was an injured bird, she would help them and nurse them back to health.
Snow had dark brown hair and ice blue eyes. She was the quickest to shout, but her sisters could always calm her down. Her eyes always gave away her true


the three neccesary thingsPeace.the three neccesary things
What is it?
Charity.
What's that?
Hope.
Even more confusing.
No one can give a real answer. Peace could be no war, Love, Or happiness. Charity could be sharing, Giving old clothes to the poor. Hope could mean so much more. There is no one reason. There is many,
Never just one. So many are without hope, Because people have no charity, Causing peace to become impossible. The three need each other, Nonie can live without the others. You need something to hope for,
Such as charity. Charity can ca


a bad beginingSnow was staring out of the window wistfully. It was freezing as she waited for the clouds to burst and release her namesake. Hope stood next to her, knowing that her namesake would also come from the snow. Peace was working hard on what she was doing, trying to set up the tree. "Snow? Hope? Could you help me? This tree is heavy." Snow looked at her sister, and giggled. Peace was covered with pine needles, trapped under the tree almost unseeable. Hope laughed right out. Peace smiled, letting her sisters win.a bad begining
They set the tree up, and got the decorations. They laughed and giggled and sang all of those annoying Christmas caro


Terrible BeautyWhat frightens you? What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged? Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bedtime story, ghosts and goblins and witches hiding in the shadows? Is it the way the wind picks up just before a storm, the hint of wet in the air that makes you want to scurry home to the safety of your fire?Terrible Beauty
Or...is it something deeper, something much more frightening,
a monster inside that you've glimpsed only in pieces, the vast unknown of your own soul where secrets gather with a terrible power, the dark inside?
If y
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"Run! Run! Or you'll be well-done!" --
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i am myself, and no one else.
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"Comfort the disturbed; disturb the comfortable."
"Courage is being scared to hell, but saddling up anyways."
"It is not the answer that enlightens, but the question."
Thanks to Tala Hassounah for my avatar pic.
it is better than what i did.
don`t contradict me, please.
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