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2003

It's about to be Christmas!
Dad will be home soon too. No work for 5 days! I cannot wait to spend time with him. Mom will be happy too...

I look at my reflection in the window, slowly adjusting my eyes to see what the window is showing behind me. Mom is sitting in her chair. I made her mad in the morning so I haven't talked to yet. Is she still mad at me?

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I'm laying on the couch.
It's almost 12:00, its about to be Christmas and my Dad still isn't home. Mom is cleaning... she must be worried.

A loud knock at the door made me jump from the couch i was sleeping on. My mom races to answer. The police.

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Christmas Eve 2004

It has been a year since I lost my Dad. When I lost everything. My mom too. Well, she just doesn't want me anymore. I look too much like my dad it hurts her. I hurt her. We lost our home, we moved to a new city. Unsure of how I like the loud noises and tall buildings.