Have a gloomy, sorry Christmas
It was the day before Christmas, and it was raining. In my eyes, rain isn’t refreshing. It is a hindrance, a nuisance, an annoyance. The drops of water fell down, turning once-beautiful snow into brown slush. The raindrops seemed to cast smug looks at me. They seemed to whisper to me- “We’re the ones ruining your Christmas and you’re the one getting it ruined,” They then dissolved into a chorus of tiny giggles as they fell pitter-pat on the brown glop. I glared back at them in response. But then I remembered a resolution I had written down.
My resolution was to have positive vibes. I wanted to stick to that resolution. I had to stick to that resolution. I sighed and got up from the couch. I took out my Christmas tree and set it in a corner. I took out a string of lights and then groaned at the sight of them. Many were broken and the wire was tangled. I frowned and attacked the tangled wire.
Five hours later, I was driving to the department store to pick up new lights. My boots crunched through the miserable slush. As I picked up the lights and returned home, I returned to battle the tree. After a long, long time, I finally got the Christmas decorations to cooperate. I decorated the Christmas tree and sighed.
I decided to go to a hotel close to my house. I could escape from all the bad luck that seemed to follow me on the best of days.
I packed my bags and drove over to the hotel. I crashed onto the comfy bed as soon as I got to my room. I was exhausted from dealing with so much bad luck. But a small worry zipped through my head as I tried to dream of sugarplums and new Star-Wars movies- will bad luck actually go away if I move?
It was Christmas, and I drifted out of bed and checked myself out. As I sleepily drove back home, I suddenly woke up and realized- Where was my luggage? I sped back to the hotel and checked the lost and found, where my luggage was supposed to be. But it was completely empty. There was a note taped to it- We have moved the items to charity. I groaned. My clothes were probably on someone else right now. I wanted to scream, I wanted to ruin someone’s Christmas like the raindrops had ruined mine. My limbs tightened and I got hot all over. The snow around me was starting to melt. I was about to scream so loud, it would shake the Earth out of its orbit.
But then I remembered the resolution. My resolution- Good vibes!!! I sighed and let my anger drift away. I looked down at the brown slush. My foot-prints created a heart-shaped mark in the slush. I smiled down at it and walked away, leaving my bad luck behind in the lost and found, where it should be forever lost.