A Christmas Angel
The highest honor in the church
On Christmas day the white, candle lit beauties walk down the aisle behind the prize, baby Jesus.
They slowly dance to the front of the church and stand to watch as the clock strikes 12 and baby Jesus is laid down in his mangier. Their candles are then blown out and they walk back to their seats. The most simple and yet beautiful task in the world. And yet I still cease to exist in the group. Oh what I would not give to be a Christmas angel and be known as the most beautiful girl.
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