Merry Christmas. Todays has been a good day. I woke up early to the sound of Christmas carols filling the streets, it made me happy seeing families and children smiling and singing to bring others the Christmas spirit and joy, they already had themselves.
I have saved up for a couple of days, because I wanted Christmas morning to be a bit different and special. But Christmas always seemed to be a bit different than other times of the year. People tend to be more kind-hearted and having more sympathy, because they couldn’t imagine celebrating Christmas alone on the streets.
As I walked around town, trying to find a place to eat some food, I noticed the whole city was lit up by thousands of fairy lights and Christmas decorations. I looked around, and as I saw a group of young children sledding, I thought about my own childhood. I have never celebrated Christmas the traditional way. My dad was a drunk, and my mom was addicted to work, so she was never home. I grew up in a very toxic household and was always left behind. My mom and dad always seemed to be fighting. They acted like they hated each other, even though they got married just a few years back. When I first started noticing them fighting, it wasn’t that bad. Mostly because I didn’t understand what they were fighting about, but as I got older, I understood.
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