This isn't a chapter. Sorry, but this seems important.
I'd like to tell you one of the saddest Christmas stories of all time.
It was Christmas Eve, and a family was gathering for celebration. All their cousins, and aunts and uncles were there. The doorbell rang, and a little girl went to answer it. The next thing you know, there's a gun shot, and a body hits the floor. There were more gun shots.
The little girl who answered the door- five years old. She died on Christmas Eve, 2009. Shot in the face. A couple of her other relatives died also.
You want to know the scary part? This really happened. And not too far away from my home town.
I just remember hearing it when my friend was being a bit selfish, asking her mother to buy her more stuff, and Christmas was only a couple days away. I felt sick to my stomach thinking about the poor little girl and her family that won't ever have a Christmas with her again.
May her and her family rest in peace
I hope you all get why I'm putting this up. Christmas is for spending time with family, and giving to others. I know you've heard this a thousand times, but sadly that little girl wont. Her family won't ever be able to tell her how much they love her, and tell her what Christmas is all about.
If you love your family, go give them a hug, right now, because you never know when you'll see them next.
Happy holidays everyone, and sorry to put up such a depressing Authors note