I Wish... (A Christmas Story)
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I wish my father would find someone good for him, because losing my mother five years ago and raising me has been hard on him.
I wish that I could have my first kiss in the snow.
I wish I could find a love like my mother and father's.
I wish that on this one day, this coming Christmas, that everyone could find some form of happiness.
I wish to give people their one, most important wish.
Love.
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I don't think there was ever a day that I didn't think about what happened that Christmas, the Christmas of 2013, when I got everything I could ever wish for...
And more.
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