"A CHRISTMAS TALE"
by
kristin

t was 1 week till Christmas and Jessica could not wait for Christmas to come. She was a very impatient girl who thought the world revolved around her and was used to getting what she wanted. She was very selfish and did not care or think about others and like to boss people around, meaning she was a brat.

Jessica stomped her foot impatiently on the floor. She was pacing back and forth in front of the Christmas tree like she did every week before Christmas came. Jessica decided to stop the pacing and sit down on the couch because her feet were getting tired. her mother came in to the room saying

"Jessica you should be in bed. It's not Christmas yet."

"I want my presents now!!!" jessica screamed. "i want my presents now, now, and now!!!" jessica screamed again.

"Go to your room jessica and don't come out until tomorow morning!" her mother shouted back.

Jessica stomped to her room, slamed the door and started throwing toys all over her room floor. Then after her temper tantrum started to go away.

She sat down on her bed and looked out the window. Out the window she saw little boy in the snow. He was wearing rags for clothes and he looked so dirty and hungry. Then the boy triped over a log and fell head first into the snow. He sat there in the snow rubing his arms and hands as to keep warm.

Then for the first time in Jessica's life she thought about someone else other than herself! She thought about the poor little boy that was so poor that he would get no presents for Christmas, when she would practicly be swimming in presents! and what he was wearing would never keep him warm enough and he didn't even live in a house.

Jessica looked about her, she had warm clothes and a nice warm house to live in while he had nothing. Then an idea formed in her head. She went outside and gave hime some hot cocoa and a bowl of hot soup. He ate the food greedily like he had been starved which he probally had been. She gave him a jacket and took him inside the house. Her mother than let him stay there for the night.

The next morning the mother actually adopted him (after filling out alot of papers) and the little boy was glad because he liked the mother and jessica so much because they were so kind. So they poor little boy was no longer poor.

In the end Jessica learned the true meaning of Christmas. (True meaning of christmas: love,compassion, and kindness toward others)

  

The End


Story by: kristin, age 12, USA


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