On growing up.

Well, today I have not been doing that great. I have been thinking of Christmas and everything that isn't going to happen. Everything is going messed up. There is no money.

I don't want anything.

Everyone was right.

My horse under the Christmas tree was a child's dream. It was very silly. Someday I will learn not to hope for silly things.



It's not that I want anything for Christmas. It's that I don't have money to give anyone anything. I don't have money to get any of my friends gifts. I don't even have money for my family's presents. I have no idea if we'll have money for cookies. I have heard that we may not even be doing stockings this year. Half of the family isn't going to be here. Why does growing up have to happen? Why can't things just stay the same? Why can't life be easier?


I hate growing up.


Christmas is never going to be the same again. ='(