A kid might get parental love through warmth, affection, care, comfort, concern, nurture, support, acceptance, or just love. When parents kiss, hug, praise, compliment, or say nice things to or about their children, it is easy to feel their love.

The winter wind nipped at the edges of Sarah’s scarf as she hurried down the sidewalk, balancing a tray of cupcakes. It was Valentine’s Day, but instead of planning a romantic evening, she was headed to the local community center. After her recent breakup, Sarah had no interest in love or roses. “Valentine’s Day is overrated anyway,” she muttered under her breath. Yet, when the center posted a call for volunteers to help with their annual Valentine’s Day party for seniors, Sarah decided it was the perfect distraction.

The small town of Maplewood buzzed with excitement as Halloween night approached. The streets were lined with glowing jack-o’-lanterns, fake cobwebs, and flickering lights. At the end of Birch Lane stood an old mansion, abandoned for years, rumored to be haunted. Sam and his best friends, Mia and Oliver, had always loved Halloween. They spent weeks planning their costumes and dreaming up tricks and treats. But this year, things felt different.

The morning sun painted the sky in hues of orange and gold as Ella rushed through her small kitchen. Her three kids were playing noisily in the living room, and the faint sound of football on TV meant Grandpa Joe had already claimed his spot on the couch. Thanksgiving was supposed to be a time for peace and reflection, but this year felt like anything but. Ella sighed, surveying the half-prepared turkey and the empty pantry shelves. It had been a tough year, with rising bills and her job cut to part-time. She couldn’t afford a big feast, but she was determined to make the best of it.

The snow fell gently outside, covering the sector in a sparkling white blanket. In a heated, relaxed living room, six-month-old Asiri sat on a smooth rug, wrapped in a fluffy purple blanket. Her large, curious eyes sparkled as she watched the Christmas tree lighting twinkle like tiny stars.

A story about a little boy 3 years old experiencing his first Christmas with his nuclear family.

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Clarke is a young girl of 8 years old that loves reading, and playing with her doll. These two things are the only things that excite her and others things do not excite her. She has an older brother called Jason by name. Jason loves playing soccer and also loves going out. Their parents had always find it difficult to satisfy the both children because of their huge differences.

John's birthday party; his dad bought him a new game and a laptop to celebrate his 10th birthday. John was excited; he was the only male child among three females and the firstborn. (Jane, Janet, and Juliet). John was tall, massive, and had dark hair just like his dad, reason why his dad loved him so much.

Once upon a time, in the cozy town of Harmonyville, Portland lived a little turkey named David and his family. The town was bustling with excitement as Thanksgiving approached. David, unlike the other turkeys, wasn't too fond of the idea of Thanksgiving.

Two brothers and two sisters live in California. Their names are John, Jane, Jasmine, and Jude. John was the eldest of them, and he was seven years old, while Jane was five years old. Jasmine and Jude were twins.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl called princes, she was the only child of her mother, and she likes visiting the zoo, due to her love towards animals her mum got her a cat for birthday gift, she so much loves these cat and named it Jewel. Princess and Jewel were bosom friends, and they do go out together.

Once upon a time, there was a rich man called Shaw. He has a wife called Jessica and a daughter named Priscilla. Priscilla was a very bright and intelligent girl. Priscilla loves her parents so much, and her parents also love her.

Long time ago, there was a boy named Bill who belonged to a family of 4 including his father - James, mother - Stephanie, his twin sister - July. The family really loved themselves that they believed that nothing could really separate them from one another. Their father - James always preached love between the 2 children, and both of them loved one another also. Bill and July were 7 years old.

Kids spend the HOLIDAY IN NEW YORK.

Two little girls stand with their heads bowed in my living room. I’m told they’re my granddaughters. Daisy is nine, and Alice seven. Daisy is the spitting image of her mother. This is the first time I’ve met them since my daughter and I fell out after she married that waste of space, Vince. They’ve come to live with me because their mother — my daughter — was murdered. In her own home while they slept close by. I think Vince killed her. But the police can’t prove it. I’ve always known he was no good. He treated my daughter like dirt. I said he’d cheat on her — but she wouldn’t listen.

Who is Audrey Hoedemaker? It's a question her sister Maureen has heard more times than she can count, and she doesn't know what the short answer would be. Little sister, troubled teen, backpacker, musical theatre coach, con artist, childcare worker. Murderer. A tragic, traumatic childhood casts a long shadow on the Hoedemaker sisters. Maureen has worked hard to move beyond the violence of the past and build a good, honest life for herself. Audrey, however, just can't seem to do the same, careening from one state of chaos to another.

Lucas knows the perfect night entails just three things: video games, wine, and pad thai. Peanuts are a must! Other people? Not so much. Why complicate things when he’s happy alone? Then one day the apartment board, a vexing trio of authority, rings his doorbell. And Lucas’s solitude takes a startling hike. They demand to see his frying pan. Someone left one next to the recycling room overnight, and instead of removing the errant object, as Lucas suggests, they insist on finding the guilty party. But their plan backfires. Colossally.

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

The 13 chapters of The Art of War, each devoted to one aspect of warfare, were compiled by the high-ranking Chinese military general, strategist, and philosopher Sun-Tzu. In spite of its battlefield specificity, The Art of War has found new life in the modern age, with leaders in fields as wide and far-reaching as world politics, human psychology, and corporate strategy finding valuable insight in its timeworn words.