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he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT

People bumping shoulders into one another and the tires shopping carts squealing. The air gives off the holiday rush. I see a little kid crying over a broken candy cane and giggle to myself, been there fine that. Clara eventually takes charge and drags us from store to store. Her list is folded into a paper-thin weapon of command. Jamie keeps sneaking snacks into the cart when she’s not looking — chips, soda and a suspicious-looking tub of frosting. We’re halfway through the list when Clara turns, holding up a pack of ornaments. “Hey, you think these would look good on the tree?”

It was absolutely perfect. It was a large round cake that had BOY spelled out with block letters with binkies and toy keys on the bottom of the cake. It looked like there was a baby sleeping with its bottom up in the air because you could see his feet. On the diaper it said, ‘COMING SOON’ then underneath it on the cake it said, ‘from a womb near you’. The colors were different shades of green which matched his magic perfectly. I could not resist. “This is stunning and absolutely perfect. Thank you so very much, Leanza,” I said.

Six “Snowflakes dance in the winter air, A magical sight, beyond compare. Christmas lights, a twinkling gleam, Filling hearts with a festive dream.” In the distance, the sound of a choir singing hymns from the nearby church wafted in an echoing manner through the air. The choir's voices blended together into a soft, otherworldly hum that seemed to float through the air. The music was like a gentle breeze carrying the voices of angels, a comforting and uplifting sound.

Once, I asked a little girl, Hand me your candy, For a jar of honey. She looked at me, As though I was mad, And held her candy, Away from me, Not realizing that, Deep down, I didn't need the candy, I just wanted to give her honey. The Lost Journals Of Eden Cain's POV

Third POV Penny grinned brightly at her paper rose. She had learned to make it from a Video. It took her some practice to make it but guess it had turned out well. She painted it red and dotted it with tiny white hearts. Santa had finally fulfilled her secret wish. She was going to write a big thank you letter to Santa this Christmas. She was very happy. Once done, she raced outside holding her rose.

It was visually evident that the basket weighed more than her. “What’s all this, Hannah?” I asked with a surprised look on my face. “It’s for you,” Hannah said as she handed me a note she took out from the basket. ‘FOR YOU -from Logan I lifted my head that was previously buried in the brief but. I looked at Hannah. I wondered if she was so happy. “Aren’t you excited?” She said with a bright smile on her face. I opened the basket and I couldn’t believe my eyes. The basket was filled with chocolate and candy. There was also a chocolate cake made in gingerbread man form.

"Like she's the next Shakespeare or something." "You know what would be funny?" Jonas suddenly said. "If we, like, pretended there was a contest. Like a big contest for writing poetry? We could put up signs and things. And when she entered it, we'd send her a letter saying she won. Only it would be just a prank!" "Dear Miss. Adams," Charlie said, using a fake-solemn voice. "It is my pleasure to inform you that you have just won first prize in the nation for your poem 'Endless Love For Jane'."

I gave the cartolina to Caye and she started tracing. “Shyra, Marielle, Syrel, and Jane you’re in crepe and colored paper. Make a design in the colored paper that we can put on the board. In crepe paper, you know what to do. The National Design at Christmas Party. The hanging crepe papers in the middle” they took the materials and they started cutting it. “Lester and ally, once you were done, help Gedie to make a magazine chain. Four pieces that fit the width of our room”

Chapter 33 "Maybe we'd get a Christmas tree but it wouldn't be a big one." I said and gasped excitedly, hitting his arm. "Ooouu, and candy canes! I want lots and lots of candy canes!" Kyle chuckled down at me, "You know, I find it really weird that you want to decorate your house when you wouldn't be spending Christmas at your house." I let out a soft laugh, "Psh, so? It's good to have that Christmas feeling because it's Christmas!"