GreenPox

"Daddy, where did you go? Daddy?" Little Teresa says with watery eyes wandering about a small store attached to the mall. Teresa walks about the store in search of her beloved father, but all she finds are helpless people passing her up as her tears fall to the floor. That is until a man with a teddy bear appears. "Little girl, where is your father?" he asks. "I don't know, but can you help find him?" "Of course. Here, I also want you to take this teddy bear for comfort." Handing the teddy bear to Teresa. "What will you name your new friend?" "What is your name?" Teresa asks. "Just call me Anthony." "Then his name will be Anthony.

 I stand upon a hill looking north and down below I see a patch of land filled with trees. On the west side of the land there are a great number of trees. Where in the east there sits but one lonely tree. This lonely tree seems to have strong and sturdy branches facing his friends to show he's doing fine and well, but on the other side, where the other trees can't see, his branches are rotten, sagging, and slowly dieing. As the Sun ever so creeps toward the horizon and the west side trees soak in the remaining light, the east side tree is only left in the shadows of his friends. "That poor tree loves his friends, but they're so far away. Th

In an old, run down shop sits an old man. This very old man owns this shop and in his shop are rows upon rows of porcelain dolls. Some of the most beautiful dolls anyone has ever seen, all made by the old man for little girls to come in and buy. The best in the country and as many say, the best in the world. But sitting in the very back of the shop is a doll that has been passed up by everyone who comes. It is similar in appearance to the others, but this doll is much heavier than the rest, and no little girl wants to carry around a heavy doll. That is until a young boy ventures into the shop. Ding. Ding. A small bell chimes as a lost, litt