Author's Note: Before I talk about flames I would like to point out the chapter that's titled Somebody Get Me Out of Here has been edited. I didn't notice the mistakes of peoples' names and I got rid of a few people since they were bothering me. So yes check that out. OK flames. Oh yes them. Don't flame. Don't be evil. If you hate or dislike a fic dont' bother to review at all. If you hate it so much you are only wasting time writing a review. Respect other authors. And yes I'm a girl...to answer that person's flame. Whoever you are. Thanks for the reviews...the reviews that weren't fames that is. Enjoy this lovely chapter about Christmas.

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I woke up before the sunrise, excited. It was Christmas Day and knew this Christmas would be different than all the others. Usually I would freezing to death from the cold snow and forgot about how Christmas was supposed to be a jolly, happy holiday. Lying in dirty snow crying my sorrows away and seeing happy families in a warm, joyous houses not realizing that they're so people who don't have that and the simple things people take granted for.

I ran into Alyssa's room and bounced on her bed.

"What the…" she was still half asleep and very startled by my wake up call.

I gave a soft giggle, the laugh I haven't heard in ages and said, "Come on we gotta go see if Santa came," I pulled her arm trying to get her out of bed. When she gave in she put on her fuzzy slippers and left the warm blankets.

Even though I was seven and went though a lot of hell I still believed there was a Santa. I always believed the impossible after the shadows stopped haunting me. I think if I didn't believe in the impossible, I would've gone mad.

I dashed downstairs to find the Christmas tree decorated with ornaments and an angel at the top. There were gifts all different Christmas wrapping paper with a gold color ribbon on each one of them. I saw Alyssa's face glow too at the sight like I did. She was happy to see my face glow.

"Presents!" I exclaimed and ran over to the tree.

"This one's from me," Alyssa handed me a rectangle box.

As any child of that age I stripped off the wrapping paper at record speed.

It was a gift almost ever girl wants or has already; a doll. She had brown hair like I did but bright blue eyes. The outfit she was wearing was a pink dress with a lace bow on the side.

"She's beautiful," I hugged Alyssa tightly. "Thank you," I handed Alyssa a small box which was my present to her.

"It's lovely," she told me and put the beaded necklace on that I made for her. Ok, it wasn't really that lovely but it was the thought that counts that mattered.

I opened my other presents from "Santa" which wasn't a lot, but I had nothing to complain about. Alyssa had a couple of presents under the tree from her friends who gave gifts to each other every year.

"Wow," I whispered as I opened my final gift. It was a dress similar to the outfit to the doll (that I named Elizabeth) Alyssa gave me. The same color pink and that pretty lace bow…

"I have another surprise for you," Alyssa said. "Well it's not really a surprise but here it goes. My family always invites me to a Christmas Day party and I always say no. This year I have to go, sadly. I can call one of my friends that you met to baby sit you or you can come with me,"

Of course Alyssa knew the choice I made. Duh! I went with her to the party. I put on my new pink dress. I didn't understand why Alyssa was so reluctant to go see her family on Christmas. She should have been thankful to have a family, but then I realized why she always refused to go when her mother answered the door.

"Alyssa," her mother sounded surprise to see her and yet there was disappointment in her tone. We both walked into the hall and I was amazed by how flashy and rich looking it was compared to Alyssa's apartment which was cozy but simple. "Who are you?" she asked me in a sweet phony tone like she was talking to a two year old.

"She's my daughter," Alyssa replied. We followed her mom into the kitchen where she was making lunch for the guests. "Her name is Rachel," she gave me a warm smile similar to the one she gave me the first time I met her.

"Oh," her mother seemed to be taken aback. "I never knew you got pregnant," It seemed like they haven't seen each other in a long time. Something was up.

Alyssa tried to stay cool but I saw the expression on her face that meant she was so pissed off. "I wasn't pregnant mum," she paused. "I'm not like my sister who's a freakin whore who sleeps with all of her boyfriends." The tone was bitter and evil… very unlike Alyssa. "I adopted her," she said with dignity.

I started to smile. Since when was it that I was daughter? It felt very good.

"Really, well that's great," her mother sounded unsure. "Go into the living room. I'll be there in a minute. The family is in there,"

I followed Alyssa into a perfume fragrance room where people were taking loudly and having a good time. We both sat on a sofa and taking the little appetizers the waiter guys were giving out to every body.

"What's a whore?" I asked Alyssa.

"I'll tell you when you're older," she replied taking a large bite into the chicken.

"When will that be?" i asked. "I want to know," complaining like a three year old always helps to get the things you want.

"You really don't want to know. WhenI do tell you'll regret it. Well I won't tell you but it's something bad and you shouldn't be one,"

"So I'm your daughter now," I grinned, changing the subject.

"It would've been hard to explain to my mother because of what a cold person she is how I really met you so I said I adopted you. Even if we didn't come today I was going to tell you that I think you should call me mum. You don't have plans to runaway right?" she asked. "I would it if you were my daughter,"

"I don't have any plans," I replied, imagining the future I would have with a mum. My life would finally go the way I wanted it to for so long. "I'm planning to stay mum," Alyssa gave me a warm, motherly hug as snowflakes outside fell down from sky.

"I knew it," I thought. "This Christmas was different. A miracle came true,"

Author's Note: Please review. I love this chapter for some reason. I find it cute and a bit innocent. So review...no flames but review and make me happy. Adios.