My family loved decorating the house right before Christmas. It was our tradition and we all were very excited about it. We had a lot of brilliant lights, smiling snowmen and even a huge Santa that we’d bought over the years.
I was glad this year my parents let me and my brother decorate it all by ourselves. I had no doubt we were going to make it the most beautiful in the world. All the decorations made the atmosphere spectacular and the house looked incredible.
I’d always wanted to see my house in the local newspaper, so that everyone could see how amazing it was and appreciate our hard work. But it never happened. It seemed like people didn’t really care, no matter how much I loved it. Yet I wanted everyone to know about it and enjoy it the way I did.
I didn’t let the sadness and hopelessness stop me from adorning the house with all my heart. Everything was perfect, just like I knew it would be. “I’ve almost finished”, I thought to myself, carefully arranging the last lights.
And suddenly, something told me that our lovely house would be in the papers after all.
I took a deep breath as I pushed my little brother off the roof.
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Credits to: stefana_
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