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Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.
before here is two time , here is the three time

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this should be enough <3

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I don't quite understand why people are so into Christmas?

Why try to bring back such bad memories? I guess you asked the question without really understanding that it would be hurtful to some, but it is! In fact, it reminded me of my worst Christmas ever...

I grew up in a pretty regular family, but at a time when money was tight and Christmas for most on the block was joyous, but for my family it was very stressful. My father always felt like he had to compete with other families on the block. Always the lights! That year my father went too far, my mother was not happy.

Well I digress, when I was growing up there were bullies, just like today, but we did not have the internet to call them out and for sure local papers had other things to focus on. Bullies there were and that Christmas there was one particular bully who seemed to target my family and closest friends. I will never forget that redheaded bastard!

I wanted to call him out, but what could I do? Snitching didn't help and face it, when you were at school, on the playground or walking home, nobody was there to help you, but yourself.

Well, I got really pissed off and I gave it to this bully...Kicked his @** you might say. I had enough, with him picking on me and my brother even, so I laid into him, took a few lickens, but I as for sure he was done pushing me around. I mean for God's sake, the fire department had to be called out for one of his stunts.

I guess a lot happened the Christmas, which has stayed with me all these years, which is why I am troubles when asked to talk about it. I was so focused on what I wanted to Christmas, that I kind of forgot about my family and what Christmas was all about. Things got so bad at home that we had to even go out for Chinese...Who has ever heard of eating Chinese for Christmas?

All said and done, I ended up getting what I wanted for Christmas, not realizing that It really was not that important, but I had fun shooting it a bit. It really wasn't that important and I even felt guilty when I hurt myself with a ricochet. There were all right about the dangers of such a gift.

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