"Tis' the season to be jolly".
"Eww mother turn that horrible music off".
That's usually how our conversations are. She doesn't get me. I hate Christmas and anything related to winter.
She says my name rhymes with jolly. It doesn't my name is Judy, not holly, not dolly, and definitely not jolly.
You might be wondering why I hate Christmas. Well for starters who wants to spend time with their family even more then they have too. You would not want to meet my family. Not my house family no my uncle,aunt,grandma,grandpa,cousin family. I'll tell you about each one so you can really feel sorry for me. Uncle Larry: he snorts when he laughs,he is buzzed about 95% of the time,and he is a drug dealer. Aunt Maricua: She steels anything. Grandpa megal: he is somehow the most wanted criminal in Germany and he's never been their before! Grandma carol: She was the one who kept our family together ent Intel she passed on. Cousin mark: He is the only normal one with any knowledge. Me and him have been best friends since we were born. Which was on the same day in the same hospital room! Weird right? Yah! We grew up in the same town tell uncle Larry got a job in Europe:( it was devastating! The general is calling bye.
-sorry I'll make longer chapters~ Maddy😘
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The run against girls
General FictionWe're all looking forward to Christmas exept one gal. Judy. She has know one to celebrate with. She just sits in her closet and thinks. She thinks about everything.
