The Christmas Pig

I may not shine as brightly as my friend Happiness, but my flame is harder to extinguish.

Losing is part of living. But some of us live even though we're lost. That's what love does.

He never understood it's not your cost That matters in the kingdom of the Lost, But whether you once touched a human heart, And how it hurt them when you had to part.

Losing is part of living.

Nobody's heart broke when we disappeared. We're easy to replace.

...nothing can be lost for good until all hope has gone...

I didn’t know I couldn’t swim until I was already sinking,

The Loser hates the power of Christmas Eve. He swears, once midnight chimes, you’ll never leave.

What does ‘Alivening’ mean? Is it like the waking up you told me about?” “That’s it,” said the Christmas Pig, still looking down into the dark snowy street. “And it happens when human feelings rub off on Things?” “It’s not really rubbing off,” said the Christmas Pig. “The feelings come inside us. Alivening is

My full name’s Address Book, but you must call me Addie!