Buttercup Monologue

Logan chimed in about her grandiose treehouse, and then they looked to Leo. She had nothing to say, she never had anything to say, but they looked at her with such trivial excitement! It was more than she could bare, caring about the two. But, it was too late now, she adored them, so she closed her eyes and waited for a memory to grant her something to say. Once her mind was at ease, a dollhouse came into view. It was heartfelt and handmade by her father; he presented it to her with the biggest, proudest grin on his cheeky

“Actually, Grandfather said that no one was having Christmas today.” At Sarah’s blank stare she elaborated. “Grandfather said that no one was happy and that we couldn’t have Christmas until everyone was happy and at home… including Little Sparrow.”

While Max beg for his life Liesel was enjoying her summer as any child would today. Liesel had been advancing through her readings both that of The Shoulder Shrug and those she could get her hands on in the mayors library. When she wasn't reading or delivering clothes she was out in the streets playing soccer with the other children and growing closer to Rudy, showing the beginning signs of attraction. Both Liesel and Rudy were experiencing hunger, as Rosa was forced to provide her family with pea shop day in and day out. Their hunger had driven them to the point that when presented the opportunity from a boy by the name of Arthur they enter a thief ring.This band of thieves only stole

During Christmas time, everyone bought each other a gift. Despite his memories at his home, Josh begins to think about it as Christmas draws near. Nevertheless, Joey writes a letter to their home, to tell their

“Nope.” He said as he handed us a square box covered in yellow birthday paper. I alleged, “Why are we opening a present? It’s not Christmas or our birthdays.” Then, Jasmine tears open the parcel and there was a bright red bucket and two floaties with the colors of beach balls. As we were surrounded by family, the excitement rose as our mom handed us a flimsy book with a mysteries piece of white printer paper.

Today Liesel looked truly happy, they were crying with joy because they were together again. Liesel asked, “Max,are you okay?” She worried so much about him wondering throughout the days was okay and even the dreaded thought of him being dead. Max looked at her with reassurance and said, “Yes I’m okay Liesel. How are a you I remember the last time we saw each other.” Max looked at her with

It was all fun and games until Christmas was nearly ruined. Phil and his sister, Felicity, lived alone together. They had to spend the first eighteen years of their lives living with their horrid aunt but now they were finally old enough to live without her. The two siblings were putting up a christmas tree

On Friday night, the family had a special birthday party for both Carol and her 92 year old father. LaLani, Carol’s caregiver, decorated the private dining room and the Dreamweaver Foundation sent gifts for everyone. Interestingly enough, dad’s gift was a Dreamweaver Money Clip and that was exactly what he needed! As for Carol she had been wishing for months that she could have a snuggly fleece blanket but, felt that the luxury was one she couldn’t afford. Guess what her gift was, a beautiful blue Dreamweaver fleece

“Let’s set over here,” Sylvester said, pointing to a table away from the door. "You want your usual?” she asked, looking at the wizard. "Please" he said as he took his seat. “How about you guys,” she grumbled as the other sat down. “We’ll each have a cup of tea with cream and sugar on the side." Santa said as he took his

“It all started one Christmas Eve, where we all were together. Freak, Grim, Gram, Max and I, we were all opening presents. You could feel a rush of excitement as we all opened presents.”

Jackson just snorted, pulling his wallet out of his back pocket and handing it to his boyfriend. “Don’t let him know how much money you have.” He reminded him. Scott fought the urge to roll his eyes before standing up from his lunch table. A sigh came from his lips, making his way to the bleachers.

Charlie is at Sam and Patrick’s house for the final secret santa gift swap. They all sit in circle and swap their gifts and reveal who was who’s secret santa. Charlie gives Patrick his last gift a poem. Patrick reveals that he was Charlie’s secret santa and gives him a suit jacket as his last gift. He gave him this because all great writers wear suits. Charlie also gets everyone else presents even though they did not get anything for him. He gave Sam his favorite record that his Aunt Helen had given him. She hugs him and whispers to him that she loves him. Sam had gotten Charlie a present too. She takes him to her room to show it to him. She got him a typewriter. Charlie types on the typewriter that he loves Sam, too. Sam asks Charlie if he

The children’s reaction to the Christmas gifts sent by their parents was overwhelming sadness. Ditching their attention to the toys themselves, Bailey and Maya felt abandoned and unwanted; their parents had made no effort prior to this to make contact with them. Maya was “confident they were both dead,” imagining her mother lying in a coffin with her hair spawn on a white pillow. She viewed this year’s festivities to be a “terrible Christmas” with its “awful presents.” She found her father vain and expectant to send a photograph of him along with the gifts. Her pain notwithstanding, she went outside by the chinaberry tree in the cold winter air, where she “sat down and cried,” Bailey pursuing her, “wiping his eyes.” The glooming silence

“Hey! Act like a knight! Here’s what happened: I was working on a regular tooth fairy day, taking kids’ teeth from all around the world. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, no other flying men in black suits mugged me and brought me to a dark room. While I was trying to figure out what had happened, they came in and dragged me into a van, and there was where everything started. They told me that Santa Claus had gone MIA during Christmas Eve, and my mission was to locate him and to bring him back. They gave me a new identity and made marry you because you had the money and power we needed to locate Santa to save Christmas. There weren’t any news until two weeks ago. There were reports of Santa being spotted here in Schneizereindeer while you were gone. That’s when you became worthless to us so I left. I’m sorry.”

“You know I’m poor. My father can’t afford to buy me things like this right now. You also know I don’t have an income, so there’s no way I can buy you anything in return. So, I can’t accept these things.”