Christmas Lights
The neighbor’s lights cast a warm glow over the snow.
This guy has been hated by some and loved by many over the years - I made him out of candy and marshmallows in something like third grade, and he has since hardened into a mass of sugar that just doesn’t seem to decay. He received a place of honor towards the front of the Christmas tree this year: other years he has been relegated to the back of the tree.
These were a gift from my mom to my sister and me (is that correct English?) I know mine (the one not wearing blush) will go on my Christmas tree.
I think I got this when I got my tonsils out.
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