My Christmas Memories (204 words)

My Christmas Memories (204 words)

A Story by Willard Wells
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This is not my comfort zone. But it was fun.

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As is my usual practice prior to the beginning of the holidays season from about Thanksgiving and up through Christmas and all other holiday's of everyone's politically correct choice. Now I am not singling out, just the fact, that I respect them all and to old to know all their names.


So to get to the point of my banter. I watch a selection of holiday movies over a number of weeks. The time came round where the selection of the day, was the original, “Miracle On 34th Street”, with little Natalie Wood.


I tipped back my chair as the show started to play. As the credits rolled I was like thinking, I love this movie. But after a bit, my mind kicked in and the softness began to firm. The thought that came to the front of my thoughts, I actually slept through the show and entire plot.


My thoughts were filled with beautiful Christmas thoughts of bells ringing and an angel gets its wings. I heard the show as it played away in my sleep and my mind recalled all the previous views of the show over the years. I considered watching it again, but surprisingly I feel quite content.

© 2016 Willard Wells


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Charming account of a not-unfamiliar experience.
Work I very much enjoyed!

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Posted 8 Years Ago


Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

Thank you. Just a little goof when I apparently was a bit of a sleepy goof. Appreciate the review.
I do the same thing....you hit a feeling I thing a lot of us have..the feeling of peace is within you, and you sort of said that in your story

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Posted 8 Years Ago


Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

Thank you for giving this little fluff a little light of day. It has sat lonely, longing for someone.. read more
Kristine Stewart

8 Years Ago

Put it on the shelf where the beam of sun comes through...just for that few minutes in the afternoon
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Willard Wells
Willard Wells

Sacramento, CA



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Photography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..

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