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Moonskye
Poinsettia wrote:No one, really. *shuffles feet awkwardly*
Likes wrote:Flowers
Friendship
Cold Weather
Hot Chocolate
Kindness
Snow
Life
Holly
Dislikes wrote:Dishonest JBDs
Humidity
Horror
Fruit Cake
Bullies
Spiders (I'm not sure she's ever seen one before!)
My Favorite Things wrote:Favorite Animal? The polar bear! They look so fuzzy.
Favorite Color? I love dark green.
Favorite Season? Winter, of course!
Favorite Sport? Ice Hockey- a sport made for my type of weather.
Favorite Hobby? I enjoy creating snow caves- when there is no snow, I enjoy hiking or reading.
Favorite Time of Day? I love evenings the best. They have the sunset, and then the stars start to appear. It's just beautiful.
Favorite Day of the Week? Sundays are the best. They're so relaxing.
Favorite Movie? I like Balto. It has a great ending.
Favorite TV show? I don't watch much TV, but I do enjoy Once Upon a Time.
(216 words)Her Namesake
Poinsettia’s parents named her after what they thought was the prettiest Christmas flower of all. With its red leaves brightening up the holiday, it seemed to fit, since Poinsettia brightened up the lives of the two parent beans that Christmas as well. The two beans owned a flower shop, and thought it normal to name their beautiful Christmas daughter after a beautiful Christmas flower. As Poinsettia grew, she continued to love the plants constantly around her.
One day, Poinsettia came home from school, upset. Someone didn't like her name. She wanted to know why her mother had named her with such an awful name with no meaning she knew. Her mother bean sighed and took Settia into her arms and walked back into the Greenhouse. She carried her daughter to a beautiful red plant. “See this?” she asked her daughter softly.
“Yes,” Poinsettia responded, sniffing.
“This is Poinsettia,” her mother told her. “I named you after it because it’s the prettiest Christmas flower of all, besides you.”
Poinsettia beamed at her mother, sadness forgotten. She hugged her mother tightly and whispered a “thank you.” Her mother smiled softly before asking if the little bean wanted hot chocolate, to which Settia instantly agreed. Together they walked off to the kitchen, sadness forgotten and happiness in its place.





Likes;
-Christmas type things (and Christmas in general)
-Antiques (It is her job of course)
-Candles (She has a whole collection of them!)
-Snow (She is one of those people who scream with delight whenever she sees snow)
-Peperment Bark (Her favorite type of candy)
-Big family dinners (She loves being with friends and family)
-Riddles (She loves riddles. They are her favorite past time)
Dislikes;
-Rude people (She doesnt like people who are rude to her and to other people)
-Holloween (She finds it scary and she hates scary things)
-Hot weather (She gets all sweaty and gross. She tends to stay inside almost all summer because of it.)
-Electronics (She likes things old fashoned)









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