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The Christmas Story

At that time the Roman emperor, Augustus, decreed that a census should be taken throughout the Roman Empire. (This was the first census taken when Quirinius was governor of Syria.) All returned to their own ancestral towns to register for this census. And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child.

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Repost: Cold December Nights

One cold night in December
I was trying to remember
What I got for Christmas last year
I think “I must have it in here”
But everything I once held dear
Is meaningless, I hear
Everyone says, “Boy,
Christmas is a time of joy,
Not a time of pain or grief,
So don’t just stand there in disbelief,
Go get into the Christmas spirit,
And share it with everyone so they can hear it”
So I thought to myself on that cold December night
“Let’s go into the world and make things right”
So that’s just what I did
Not even thinking of getting rid
Of that cold morning air
That no one could ever bear
As I went down into town I felt some relief
Of not standing there in disbelief
And I thought again of that cold December night
To think again, “Let’s make things right”

Of All Things… Disney Fanfiction

Shouts rang out as Aladdin made a sharp turn down a dark alley. His pockets filled with sweet cream pastries, he was dodging murky puddles and piles of garbage as he made his way down the alley. He skidded to an abrupt stop as his path was blocked by three walls at the back of the alley. He could hear the shouts drawing nearer as he frantically looked around for a way of escape.

              Aladdin, with his eyes now adjusted to the darkness all around him, spotted a large gouge in one of the sandstone walls near the corner of the back wall. He gingerly gripped it with his bare foot and began to look for handholds farther up the wall. A few crevices here and there allowed him to make his way up the wall and just as the shouting marauders piled in to the dead end of the alley, they caught a small glimpse of him heaving himself over the top of the wall. Their hollering became fainter as Aladdin fled farther away along the low rooftops of the city. Continue reading

Thievery & Conspiracy – A Short Story

“What’s on the agenda today, Doctor?”

“I’ve got another case to investigate. It is pretty straightforward; a privileged family in the suburbs has reported a missing bauble and wants it recovered. They have blamed it on a family whom they do not particularly care for. They want the object recovered and the perpetrator or perpetrators accounted for.”

“That is indeed a very simple case. I’m surprised you’ve accepted the case,” Scott said.

“Yes, well, I’ve been quite . . . sedentary lately,” the doctor replied with a chuckle that set Scott into a fit of giggles as well. “Anyway, I need to give my brain a little exercise every once in a while, even if it is in the case of a petty thief, or thieves. Would you like to come along, my boy?”

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“Let’s Take the Train” – A Short Story

“Let’s take the train, Doctor,” Scott suggested. “It will be much shorter and cheaper than taking a cab.”

“That is indeed worthy of note,” Dr. Varney replied. He was testing the logical abilities of his comrade and he had just completed his task. “Let us take the train.” So they sauntered over to the ticket booth and purchased a pair of tickets for themselves.

Dr. Varney was in need of a vacation, and Mrs. Hartlet, Scott’s mother, had suggested that her son of seventeen accompany him. Dr. Varney happily obliged and they had set off the next morning for the train station after their above conversation at the doctor’s apartment.

They were headed to the countryside for a week of relaxation and a nice holiday from their busy schedules. Both were much in need of a short recuperation away from their respective places of occupation, or, in Dr. Varney’s case, the lack thereof; at least at the moment.

When they had boarded the train, they both took seats toward the rear of their respective car and almost immediately launched into one of their friendly, heated debates.

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