The Christmas Hope Project

The Christmas Hope Project

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~REWRITE~ Holidays. A time to spend with your family and friends. Despite the fact that I've spent them all alone, I have a bittersweet love for the holidays. Which is why when applications to host The Christmas Hope Project were being accepted, I had to apply. The Christmas Hope Project is a Raven High tradition. It's hosted every year by a different student. Past hosts have said that it has a way of making your Christmas wish come true. Something that no one but the hosts have believed. This year, I'm hosting The Christmas Hope Project. And my wish? To find a place where I belong.
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(Will hopefully get the chance to rewrite. :D) The Christmas Hope Project gives students a chance to understand what Christmas is truly about. Each year, a different student hosts TCHP in order to make each one different and as memorable as the last. TCHP is known for it's 'magical powers' in granting someone's holiday wish. I never believed the rumor, I had always thought that it was a lie to get people to sign up to host it. Until I hosted it, that is. My holiday wish? To find a place where I truly belong. ~~~~ "I stopped taking pictures to leave the person I once was in the past." He wrapped an arm around my waist, spinning me to face him. "But one day, when your memory starts to fade, all you'll have are photos. To remind you of who you were, who you are." The sadness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by something else. "To remind you of where you came from, who you came from. To remind you that you lived." I was stunned silent by his words, left reeling from the thoughts. I was conflicted. On one hand, I was moved by his words. On the other hand, I'd be losing who I thought I was. "I..." I couldn't find anything to say. There was nothing I could do or say that would help me in this situation, so I just stood there with my brows furrowed. "Goodnight, Elaine. Think about it, yeah?" Then he was gone, leaving me standing there with only a camera in my hands.

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