Christmas, Then And Now

When I woke up slowly from Christmas fall asleep, the cold air struck my eyes by distracting my eyes, I feel this is not a normal day. Within a second I closed my eyes again, SANTA CAME LAST NIGHT !! I neglected the cold we could stay for a few hours in a normal number of days, throw the lid and head toward the Christmas tree It was. . If there is nothing light, I will quietly check everything under the tree. I realized that Santa ate my biscuits and drank all my milk.

Christmas is now, and I desperately trying to make Christmas happy. My mother is a Christmas monster. Since my father passed away, she accepted Christmas like Christmas. I insisted that she did this for me, but last year I was busy thinking about escaping from his bed last year because he was hurt too much back. She hid in her room and wept. My brother found her under the shelter of her. I had never had that annoying Christmas day, when I was in 2017, I decided not to think about him. I do not want to think about the way he raped me. I always imagined that I was something other than the victim of rape. It is when he shouted for hours when he got angry and when I did not want him. After the screaming, he said that I'm sorry and cried and I will start over. If you refuse, the loop will continue. After all, I learned to stop to resist

I still remember how lonesome and difficult Christmas is. To this day, if you hear the deep feelings of "Please make me happy Christmas" or "I will go home on Christmas", I am always thinking of spending Christmas in Iraq and Afghanistan. As a gift, Pop Tart and Pringles are full under its weakened leaves. The whole process is simple. Let's give a good gift to your family first. "Did you receive an Amazon gift card? Thank you, sister!" But it is delicious and terrible Smirnov ice that lurks in another box. It seems to play Russian roulette, but I use sewage of kiwi strawberry flavor. You are dead at last. I am angry. Now they also have to laugh at disgust