Published Nov 2nd, 2012, 11/2/12 11:39 am
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T'was the night of close-to-Christmas in the lonely village of Nopoca. Sally was a testificate child, only 6 but her father had been sent off by the King to fight against the monsters that threatened the main city. It had been 7 months. Her aching hole in her heart for her father to come home had turned into nothing but a dying hope for him to come back. Day and night, she would wonder whether her father would come home. Thankfully, her mother was there to support her, whenever she needed help, be it emotional or not.
One day, a package arrived. Sally brought the package to her mother and her face instantly lit up like a Christmas tree. A note in the package read, "To my dear wife, Katherina, although it has been a long time since we last met, you still remain deeply in my heart, please give this gift to our daughter, so that she will rest easy, knowing that her father still cares about her." In the box was a ornate sculpture of a chicken. The blocky wings, the beak, so finely carved. It was truly a masterpiece. This reignited Sally's wish to see her father again
Sally wanted to write a letter to Santa Coalas, wishing that her father would be back by Christmas. She wrote, "Dear Santa,
I want my father to be home for Christmas. That is all I want for Christmas.
Sincerely,
Sally."
However, she had a peculiar way and idea of getting the letter to Santa, she began to meticulously fold the letter into a paper plane, however, the plane could not fly far. Sally began to weep quietly, she could not get the letter to Santa. Her mother noticed her silenced tears and asked what was wrong. Sally told her mother everything and she decided that she would help her fold the plane. She un-folded the plane and folded it into a glider. It flew gracefully, it's path never changing and it's flying distance, unimaginable. The words were written on the glider's wings.
Her mother held her hand firmly and threw the glider together and by coincidence, a strong wind was blowing that night, sending the paper plane flying at a high speed. It finally stopped at the shoes of a villager. He read the words and with his heart touched, he threw the paper plane.
It travelled across entire biomes, thanks to the compassion and empathy of the testificate race. Every testificate who found the plane threw it again and eventually, it reached the Tundra biome where Santa lived. Even the great St. Nicoalas was touched by this note and he granted her wish.
On the day of Christmas itself, a knock was heard coming from the door. Sally opened the door and... it was her father! She cried tears of joy, her tears flowing down her face like streams of water. Sally whispered, "Thank you,
Santa Coalas.' softly. Her mother saw the two hugging and joined in. It was truly a family reunion that would pull on one's heartstrings.
Tomorrow, in Sally's stocking was a note that read "You're welcome Sally. Love from Santa.". Santa Claus was true after all! She also found a small diamond in the stocking and has treasured it ever since.
If through compassion and empathy of the general testificate race, Sally's plane could have flown all the way to a Tundra biome. Why can't we be the same? Also I like cookies.
Please leave a diamond if you enjoyed the story and please give constructive criticism.
One day, a package arrived. Sally brought the package to her mother and her face instantly lit up like a Christmas tree. A note in the package read, "To my dear wife, Katherina, although it has been a long time since we last met, you still remain deeply in my heart, please give this gift to our daughter, so that she will rest easy, knowing that her father still cares about her." In the box was a ornate sculpture of a chicken. The blocky wings, the beak, so finely carved. It was truly a masterpiece. This reignited Sally's wish to see her father again
Sally wanted to write a letter to Santa Coalas, wishing that her father would be back by Christmas. She wrote, "Dear Santa,
I want my father to be home for Christmas. That is all I want for Christmas.
Sincerely,
Sally."
However, she had a peculiar way and idea of getting the letter to Santa, she began to meticulously fold the letter into a paper plane, however, the plane could not fly far. Sally began to weep quietly, she could not get the letter to Santa. Her mother noticed her silenced tears and asked what was wrong. Sally told her mother everything and she decided that she would help her fold the plane. She un-folded the plane and folded it into a glider. It flew gracefully, it's path never changing and it's flying distance, unimaginable. The words were written on the glider's wings.
Her mother held her hand firmly and threw the glider together and by coincidence, a strong wind was blowing that night, sending the paper plane flying at a high speed. It finally stopped at the shoes of a villager. He read the words and with his heart touched, he threw the paper plane.
It travelled across entire biomes, thanks to the compassion and empathy of the testificate race. Every testificate who found the plane threw it again and eventually, it reached the Tundra biome where Santa lived. Even the great St. Nicoalas was touched by this note and he granted her wish.
On the day of Christmas itself, a knock was heard coming from the door. Sally opened the door and... it was her father! She cried tears of joy, her tears flowing down her face like streams of water. Sally whispered, "Thank you,
Santa Coalas.' softly. Her mother saw the two hugging and joined in. It was truly a family reunion that would pull on one's heartstrings.
Tomorrow, in Sally's stocking was a note that read "You're welcome Sally. Love from Santa.". Santa Claus was true after all! She also found a small diamond in the stocking and has treasured it ever since.
If through compassion and empathy of the general testificate race, Sally's plane could have flown all the way to a Tundra biome. Why can't we be the same? Also I like cookies.
Please leave a diamond if you enjoyed the story and please give constructive criticism.
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