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"11th month of the year? Look how time passes by so fast." She uttered those words as she, Kimberly turns the page of a calendar hanging on the wall.
"Hmm... you're right. Just a few weeks from now then it will be Christmas again and then after that, another year will take the place." I replied.
Kimberly sighs and treads her feet towards me to sit beside me at this white soft sofa.
"Holiday.... holiday... holiday." She said and then ask to me;
"To Mr. Rouvenstein, what's your favorite and perfect holiday? Mine is Christmas. For the way that Christmas makes people believe to the spirit of forgiveness, joy and of course, love."
"Me? My favorite and perfect holiday is... Halloween." I answered.
She laughs. "Hahaha... are you kidding? Why Halloween? Don't tell me that you are a bitter person. Nah.."
"I'm serious, Kim. Halloween is the perfect Holiday for me."
"Then why?" She asked.
"Because it's the perfect Holiday for us who have sorrows and mourns. Unlike the other Holidays, not all is experiencing the spirit of it. Not everyone has dates during Valentine's. Not everyone is free during Independence day. Not all Christmas is merry during the 25th of December, some are starving. And not all people are happy during the New year's celebration. But in Halloween, we are all suffering in this fucking feelings. Don't let yourself be fooled by those hidden deceptions and lies. We are all drowning. We are all dying." I answered as her tears streams down her face.
"Then why we say "Happy Halloween" when this is the day of sorrows and mourns?" She asked.
"Because when you are asking by someone if you are fine, what will be your answer? Is it "I'm fine" though it's not really."
She hugs me after that.
