|I would live forever, if I could, but not like this- Unknown|
True P.O.V
Christmas Eve.
For a majority of teenagers, Christmas Eve is the day that we get money and great food that reminds us of Thanksgiving food, but I don't have Thanksgiving with my family, and I won't be having Christmas Eve with them either.
I wasn't even in the house with my family, I was in a nearby park wondering why they didn't involve me in this holiday out of all of them, but if they didn't celebrate Thanksgiving with me, why in world would they celebrate Christmas with me? They wouldn't, because there them, they aren't going to change.
Some how I ended texting Kyle, because I couldn't think of anything else to do, mainly because I couldn't do anything else and I didn't want to go home to see a shiny christmas tree and presents underneath when I wouldn't be getting a present, nor would I be allowed near the tree. Last year, when everyone went to sleep, I creep down stairs and sat by the tree looking at the skiny tree with sadness and glee, glee because for a second I could pretend, pretend I was apart of the family, pretend they wanted to celebrate this holiday with me, they didn't. I can do that, but no one is home anymore. My whole family already left for the Washington trip, and I had easily been forgotten because my siblings were going to ski on Mountains, play in the snow, have fun, something I would be excluded from because I was here, in New York, while they were there, in Washington, and there going to enjoy the holidays with me no where near there thoughts.
To Kyle:
What are you doing right now?
I didn't really expect a responce mainly because it was a holiday and most people are busy on the holidays enjoying there families company. So when my phone buzzed I nearly jumped.
To True:
Watching a x-mas movie, you?
I wanted to laugh, I wasn't even sure there was a christmas movie in the house.
To Kyle:
Sitting in the park
I waited for another response looking around the park and seeing it was snowing, a small smile appeared on my face as I looked up at the freshly falling snow, it was beautiful, I loved snow, it was like glitter on the ground and I loved it, more than I loved rain.
To True:
Why the hell are in the park with it being 19 degree weather?!? Seriously!
I smile at the idea of him really caring, but I wasn't to sure it was actually him caring.
To Kyle:
Why would I stay home when no-one's there? Seriously my house is so depressing right now it's not even funny Kyle.
I look down at the slighty snow covered ground, wondering why I was here, besides knowing the house was depressing. It made me wonder what Bryan, Chris, Michael, Madisyn, what my family was doing. Bryan was probably hoping for Santa Clause to come and bring him gifts.
I don't think anyone in my house was willing to break it to Bryan but whatever my parents wanted to believe is what they can tell him when there ready, which apparently isn't now.
To True:
Wait no one's home? Where are they?
I sigh realizing I'd have to explain this to Kyle as well, after already explaining it to my mental self.
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