IMPORTANT NOTE:
Hello everyone, I felt as if I needed to do a christmas special for everyone. Whether you are with family and friends or if you're on your own, I want absolutely no one out there to feel as if they are really alone. No one. I wrote this because I know that a lot of people out there have family problem (I have tons) it could be a little petty fight or something deep and emotional. But this is the season for love and care so I pray that everyone has a beautiful christmas (holidays) and that if there are problems that they may be resolved. Because who wants to be angry on christmas? No one. I wish you all a blessed and merry Christmas (again holidays) and a happy new year because I might not be posting for a while. So I think I said everything I needed to say. Thank You.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gallagher Girl Series
Merry Christmas, Cammie
I stared at the hot sun as it shined down on the icy snow, making it sparkle and glitter in many ways. The light showed through the window, reflecting off the colored ornaments on the lonesome tree; standing in the middle of a beautifully decorated room that seemed as if it did not belong to the building.
I stood there and watched kids from Roseville play out the window, throwing snowballs out there with their friends. Never in my life had I ever been so jealous of a civilian.
I felt alone, isolated. My own mother had left on a very important mission. My grandparents were visiting other grandchildren and apparently, I wasn't invited.
Merry Christmas Cammie.
-Mom
That was all that she had left.
The only thing my mother had left me to dwell on was a silly note, scratched on to a piece of paper, most likely to dissolve in my mouth.
But I guessed others had it worse; those who didn't even have a note.
I continued looking out the window, since I didn't have anything better to do.
Everyone had left for the holidays. Everyone.
Not even the maintenance staff stayed.
Bex, Liz, and Macey had been long gone and even though their cards and gifts were comforting; I much rather have them here with me.
I had only felt this alone once before; when my dad was MIA. But that was a completely different kind of alone.
I sighed and waited.
Waited for Christmas to be over.
Meanwhile outsideā¦
I saw Cam inside looking at the window.
I knew this was new to her. Being alone that is. She was used to having family and friends and even that Jimmy guy.
I was used to this. The last time I spent Christmas with family and friends was when I was five, the year right before my mom killed my dad. The year my life changed for good.
I know that Cam may feel isolated but I figure the best time to do thing is when you are alone. I had never been one for huge crowds, despite the fact that I'm a pavement artist.
I looked at her and knew I couldn't come in there, not unless I wanted to hurt her even more.
The truth is I love her; I just have a hard time showing it.
As I left I whispered a soft and barely audible,
"Merry Christmas, Gallagher Girl."
Review? I want to see how I do on this sentimental crap. So even if you're saying I suck... It'll still be useful. I also wanted to point out again, that none of really alone on Christmas. There's always someone (like Zach) they just don't know how to tell you. And if you can't think of anyone. Think of me. I am grateful and love every single one of my readers. Happy Holidays and Happy New Years.
Nat
A Merry Christmas and to All a Very Good Night!
