LMP

The man was peculiarly dressed, he wore a jet black cloak and a dirty orange scarf, that clashed horribly. His hair was unusually pure brown, with no hint of gray. His eyes were bright green and he had a wise look to him. Although he should look young, with his hair and bright eyes, the man somehow looked at least older than sixty. Even his wrinkles were scarce, it looked more like he was smiling without his mouth. "What can I help you with girls?" He asked in a soft, but direct way. "Umm, we were just coming to look at snow globes, but it seems we've come to the wrong store." Rivie told him in her confident manner. "Aaah.. snow globes. Well, you could always read about them. I'm sure I could find a book here somewhere. What's so special about them anyway? When you could travel to distant lands and have adventures, by only turning pages?!" His thoughts were scrambled and he got more angry the more he spoke. "That's ok, we'll j

What do you look for in a friend? How important are your friends to you? Besides family, friends can be the best source for advice, complements, and a listening ear . Friends have an impact on all of us, whether it's for the good or the bad. We choose our friends , and it's important to pick friends that will make us better. I always want my friends to be positive and fun to be around. Another important attribute I definitely want my friends to have, is loyalty. Lastly, I look for things we have in common. I want to be around people who are positive and looking at the bright side. Negative people bring you down, and you always feel like you have to solve their many problems. It's easy to have a good time with peers who are upbeat and trying to have fun too. Generally, people who are happy and kind to everyone, have way more friends. I've found that I've subconsciously stayed way from negative people, and I'm surrounded by uplifting ones, who make me feel good

I'm sure you're all dying to know what happened to Luchia Grace, right? Well, after Rivie convinced her to go to the snow globe shop, they came to a large wooden door. They'd never seen this one before, the door the shop usually had was old and green. They looked at each other, then Rivie reached for the gold handle and turned it... A gust of frigid wind billowed through the key hole, and the door swung open with an eerie squeak. The girls were pulled into the shop as they fought against the invisible robe that yanked them inside. They caught their breath and looked around the shop. Thousands of books lined the walls. They were gold, silver, platinum, scarlet and orange. All glowing, Christmas colors, except the neon orange. "There aren't any snow globes here Rivie!" Lucy whispered. "I think we came to the wrong shop." Rivie said, leading Lucy to the door. As they turned, an old small man walked out from behind a book case...