Hands_Nutella, it's not for you_The Unwilling Santa_I'll Never Desert You
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Hands
The children of the seaside town joyously ran around the hills holding out their handheld sparkler fireworks beaming bright red, green and yellow sparks of light. After a few hours of feasting, playing and watching the adults light the skies with colorful rainbow explosions, the children would run indoors for an enthralling story time session. Even some of the adults would join in, mainly my brother Johnny who would enjoy chiming in and creating a puffery of sorts."Aunt Aurora!" they endearingly called out. "When can we hear the story of Grandpa Murphy and the Deep Sea Monsters?" My Daideó ha...
Nutella, it's not for you
"This is the best chocolate ice cream I've ever had. Taste it! I wish they had it in the Czech Republic," Stella sighed. Thomas took a swallow.400,000 tons of Nutella. That's the amount of hazelnut cream consumed by humans to this day, with a lot of help from those who are no longer with us. That's approximately 24,242 Czech Tatra 815 trucks fully loaded with the thick sweet paste. If you lined them up in a row, you'd have to circle the globe four times to see them all. And Thomas thought he could literally see his girlfriend, Stella, consuming an entire truck."Sorry, I can't yet," Stella said...
The Unwilling Santa
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Old Mr. James shook the snow from his boots and coat with practiced ease. His heavy frown and wrinkled forehead made his actions cartoon-like as he tossed his coat onto the wire coat rack. He hunched his sturdy shoulders as he walkedwww.onedoor.cc through the department store, glaring at the brightly wrapped presents, decorated trees, and Santa’s elves as they waved from every corner at him.“I don’t know why they have to go to so much trouble. Christmas is just something corporate made up to get their fingers into every American pocketbook and every woman’s purse.”He was so deep into hi...
I'll Never Desert You
My eyes fluttered open at the first light of day. Grayish hues scattered across the dawn-lit sky, the ambient rays of the rising sun peaking over the distant horizon, and beaming down trace amounts of warmth to a cold desert. I sat up and watched it for a bit, my eyes blinking lazily while I tried to find the energy to get myself up. I wished I could stay, lay on the soft grass, and enjoy the full extent of the morning, but unfortunately, duty called. I looked around the hidden oasis.Everything seemed so still and beautiful at this hour. I yawned, did a couple of stretches to get the blood m...