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Sunday, December 26, 2010

Her Christmas

She sat her front door steps, looking into the street of lights. Children passes by with gifts begs, adults holding their hands swinging happily singing those Christmas songs. She looks at them with admiration, seeing those happy faces she sat with sorrow in her heart. A cold wind blew across her face freezing her; she folded her arms tightly around her chest to comfort herself. A glass broke in the house; she looks inside the window finding her parents arguing again. Her father had thrown a picture frame down at the floor, screaming at her mother both again fight till bruises and scars. She covers her ears and eyes, wishing that everything will go away from her. It continued and draws the attention from the neighbors and passer by. She looks at them with disgust and hatred. You don’t have to peep! She screams in her mind. She stood up can’t stand the fight and screams, she kicked the door real hard creaking the wood. Her parents and neighbors look at her.

“ENOUGH! THAT IS ENOUGH!” she screams towards her parents. She turns around and looks at the neighbors. “DON’T LOOK! IF YOU ARE NOT PLANING TO HELP! DON’T LOOK AND GO HOME!” she ran down the street not looking over her shoulder or even to stop for a breath. She keeps on running down the street ending up at the lake side. The lights beside the lake shine brightly, lighting up the while area. She sat at the park bench looking far across the lake side. She clenched her fist together praying. I know you can hear me. All I want is a nice home, and a quiet Christmas like any other family. Please I ask for your angels to come and heal this family for me. She looks up again to the sky.

“I guess this will be another Christmas with the same silent I get every year.” She stayed there the whole night looking into the darkness of her heart.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

My dear Friend

Dear friend,

Sitting at the side of the walk, as the snow flake falls to the ground, what a wonderful sight to see! Couples passes by, holding hands with sweet comments. (You gonna love this view) Yet I sit here alone thinking, why am I in the world like that? How I miss her back in our olden days, where we run around the park bullying kids. How I miss the sight of her smile, as she run wild like the horse in the movie.

Years has pass, as you grown into such a wonderful women, maybe a little tomboy but still you shine like the sun in my world. I remember the time in the playground, where there were boys who always pick fight on me; you rush towards them with nothing but your fist. Blood spatter around your face and clothing, yet you smile at me telling me everything is alright. Ah…that face of yours make me laughed till my stomach hurts like shit.

My dear friend back in my hometown, how have you been? I guess you must be surrounded by boys now with your look. Haha, I think things will always turn out right for you. But this year snow I wish they aren’t white but red. Those blood red snows will remind me of you, always defending me with all you’ve got.

P.S. I will be back on MAY!!!! Remember wear that jean I bought for you!!!! We gonna rock the night world!! Can’t wait to meet you my friend.

With all the kisses in the world, to you my lovely friend, C.