Prologue:
Christmas has arrived once again.
But I'm not excited like others are.
I have not enjoyed Christmas ever since I ended up all alone.
Christmas is just a sad reminder that I am all alone and it only depresses me.
I watch as the happy kids are outside playing in the snow but inside I feel nothing but sadness. I of course don't let others know and play along that I'm alright.
An act to cover how I truly feel.
Every year… I lower my head so my forehead is resting on the cool window with a small sigh escaping my mouth.
Well here goes another lonely year.