"Every true gift is a sacrifice."A fir tree, once a gift to a boy from his father, becomes so much more in this original fable backstory of one of the least described props in the traditional Nativity scene.

The inspiration for this short story hit me suddenly when I saw The Christmas Tree Contest here on Penana. I started writing, and it wasn't long before I realized this was going to be a lot longer than 700 words!

Anyway, this story is my contribution to #LightTheWorld, a worldwide movement to make this Christmas season a little brighter by sharing Christ's love in small ways with those around you. If you'd like to learn more about #LightTheWorld, you can check it out here: https://www.mormon.org/christmas/light-the-world

Copyright © 2018 by Ryan Porter. All Rights Reserved.

Keziah Mills has found the perfect job and the perfect apartment in the Queen City. Life is good!

And then he came ... tall, dark, and handsome. And arrogant! But no one can see that! No one!

Korbin was a true criminal, a Mastermind in killing, torturing and hunting every and anyone either for money, revenge, or simply fun.

This was a mad world, so being mad wasn't nearly as bad as it was back in the day when everything was "fine".

But on the rotten day that his followers decided to riot, he finds something...annoying.

A short story about a ravaged planet, and the scattered few robots that dwell on it, each spending their days in the way they see fit.

Dedicated to my Aunt Lita

The main purpose to this booklet is not fame or fortune, but is to put all faith and worry into the great I am. This booklet is for the purpose of praying. We should, I believe, pray anytime it requires a thought. I have chosen several topics that I believe are important and very real in my life. My own personal goal is to help others and to especially make them smile. If reading and praying with my prayer will help, then I have won but I hope it at least helps you to pray period. Personal made prayers, I feel, are the best because they will be completely from your heart. I say this is important because I was taught that prayer is; 1) talking to god. 2) talk through the name of Jesus. 3) it must be from the heart. Yes, I was taught that you are simply conversing with the father from the heart. I’ve stated before but you must remember; you do not have to rely on these prayers and even if you use them, they must be from the heart. For those reading, be blessed in your deeds. I choose these specific prayers not due to size or anything, but more because I do them quite often, together or separate. They are important to me so I would like to share.Feel free to change wording to better suit your needs. There is no requirement so feel free to do what you must in order to pray.

Mia Duncan has been living in hell as she was an orphan that was being recruited by an organization that no one knows of their existence until Detective Liam Hunt was investigating a crime that was related to Mia Duncan. The organization will do everything it can to keep Mia trapped in their web of deceit.Can Mia escape the destiny that was carved for her or will she go and make her own with Liam by her side.A new exciting novel by Nikki Larousse is online now!

Laura Conti was one of the leading Archeologist in the castle's historical significance in Albania. After her father's death, she went back to Italy just to get entangled in another love triangle with her childhood friend and old-time crush, Lucca Giovanni.

Lucca Giovanni has had enough of his mother nagging about getting married. Now that his childhood friend, Laura Conti was back on his radar, he does anything in his power to keep her by his side, forever and always, any means necessary.

When Laura uncovered the truth of her father's death, can Lucca save her or will they be forever apart and went their separate ways?

Find out the love struggles of Laura and Lucca in this new novel by Nikki Larousse!

But if you close your eyes for just a second,you can hear the silent screams;thoughts pounding left and right,bursting at the seams.

Shorts and poetry.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬  Have you ever noticed how fake the world is?

I ran across the hallway, tripping over the plastic plant.

Have you ever noticed how fake the people are?

As they reached out a hand, helping me stand up, they awaited for praise.

Have you ever noticed how fake I am?

Crossing through the glass doors, I placed a smile on my face for the show.

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We walk among eachother, each of us seeing through our own perspective; our own 'lens' per say.

Who are we to make a judgement on someone or something if every thought of ours are limited to what we decide to aknowledge?

We hide ourselves behind flimsy shields, seeking protection;

We constantly try to flee, but we haven't found an exit.

"For everything can and can't be; based on the reality we decide to create for ourself."

Sameness is boring that means you don’t do anything different from what you did yesterday or even long time ago.  To me changes means challenges. I have to overcome many barriers ahead of me. It’s really scary. I find it boring and dull when I follow the norms or could I say it is just sameness I could not think of any words to describe that remaining the same like the past days I have lived for years means no progress made like lived in the past I am still in the world that I imagined for many years which I have followed for years everyone around changed a lot but I remain the same. Honestly speaking, I knew that I have changed but I don’t want to uncover it and recognize it I am freaked out.  But actually in the retro of my life I have ever lived like a human when I was a junior high and when I was a freshman in college I lived freely then I think I am a human being when I live by the norms I set for myself or subconsciously I sign a contract with my inner self that I can rely on this because I know who I am that a big different between the fact and the unveil of the truth I know about myself and I do not know myself I feel very frustrated when I find it hard to remain and be myself that’s why I was overwhelmed by the fact that Sulli have committed suicide when embarking on the journey of searching her real self. Thats’s very shocking to me I feel the sorrow and the unwillingness not to accept the truth so how can I proceed the search of myself when I am still doing mine I am freaked out actually.  But anyhow I am working my own path out. Cheers for that!

If I am still alive, that’s an evidence I am showing to the world I am brave.

This is the story of two girls in 1870. They find themselves in the West of the USA, a frontier that they are not used to. The girls are different than each other and yet form a bond that helps them in the West

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