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some things to make you hate me.”
    Tionna’s and the twins’ eyes bugged out.
    â€œI am not used to having people care about me,” she continued. “I thought this was some terrible small town. I thought the people here would pick on me. But everybody here has been great to me. I attacked Jasmine because I thought that since she had everything, she would look down on me. I started it. Maybe if I hadn’t, things wouldn’t have gotten so bad between us.” Jayla had tears running down her face. “Jasmine, do you forgive me?”
    I fought back my own tears as I nodded. “Yes.”
    We hugged as I noticed several other people crying, including Tionna and the twins.
    â€œLet this be a lesson to us all. We need to learn how not to judge, but rather how to forgive each other,” Minister Ron said. “When you give love, you give the best gift of all!”

Kylie: The Smallest Elf
    By Gabrielle Simone

Once upon a time in a secret place, deep in the North Pole, there lived a little elf named Kylie. She was the smallest elf in Santa’s Workshop. It was the day before Christmas and all the other elves were working on last minute gifts. Kylie was in Santa’s private study presenting a new way to wrap presents. While she was testing her new invention, something went wrong—terribly wrong. The machine she had worked so hard on started to shoot out bolts of electricity. She was blinded by the bright lights, but could hear a scream. She finally ran to unplug her invention. Once the power was off, Kylie saw Santa on the floor. She immediately ran to get the doctor, who rushed quickly to Santa’s side.
    â€œKylie, go get help. We need to get Santa to his bed,” Dr. Rangbottom said.
    Without a word, Kylie moved quickly toward the door. Once outside the door, she yelled, “Help! Santa’s been hurt.”
    All the elves rushed into the study. “Quickly,” said Dr. Rangbottom. “Help me move Santa.”
    Although Kylie wanted so badly to help, she was much too small. She watched the others assist the doctor as he carried Santa to his bed.
    Kylie looked at her invention with sadness; she didn’t understand what went wrong. It worked perfectly so many times before. This was her chance to do something big, and she had ruined it. She took her machine apart and threw all of the pieces in the trash. She wanted to be sure it did not hurt anyone else.
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    Hours later, Santa was safely in his bed and all the elves were lined up outside waiting to hear an update from Dr. Rangbottom.
    â€œI heard he is in a coma,” whispered Jesse, one of the elves who was responsible for making all the toy trains.
    â€œReally?” replied the elf next to him. Kylie had seen this elf before, but did not know his name. “I was told he broke his leg.”
    Kylie felt worse. She tried to stay positive, but what if the elves were right? What if Santa was in a coma with a broken leg all because of her? She wanted to cry, but before she could, Dr. Rangbottom came out of the room. Kylie was the first to run up to him.
    â€œHow is Santa? Is he okay?” she asked, but Dr. Rangbottom ignored Kylie and made his way to the front of the crowd. There, he was presented with a microphone so that he could deliver the depressing news.
    â€œSanta has lost his memory and since we have no one to take his place, Christmas is cancelled.”
    All of the elves were shocked. Then they all turned to Kylie and gave her a look she had never seen before. This time she could not stop the tears. She ran to her room and cried herself to sleep.
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    The next morning, none of the children got their presents and Kylie stayed in her room until she heard an announcement over the intercom. “Kylie, please report to Elf, Incorporated.” It was Tinker, Santa’s Number One Elf. Kylie began to worry. She had never been asked to come to Elf,