Each day I saw Rebecca and her mother less and less; however, I still pay my visits every once in a while. Mittens is a small gift my master let me give to them; my first noticeably good thing. You see, humans have a hard time believing that difficult times can bring great rejoice; therefore, they most likely won’t see me as good but for the humans who do see me as good will eventually reign in my master's kingdom.
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A Cold hearted Christmas
Short StoryThis story is like no other story; it’s spiritual, deep, tragic, and loving. When you read this story you will want to cry. There’s not much more I can say without giving away the story, so the only thing left for you to do is read the book, love it...
