December 24th, 2008. I have to get up early today in order to clean the house ‘cause it’s my turn. I like being fast so I have some time left in the morning to drink some mate, turn on the computer and listen to some music alone and to not chat with anyone. I miss loneliness in busy days like these.
After having a small lunch I go to take a nap(I know it’s not good to go to sleep a few minutes after eating but I do it anyway) One hour later I get up afraid and almost crying for having those terrible nightmares again. Damn it, those dreams are back. I can’t believe I’m having those dreams again. I hate them.
In my dreams, someone takes me hardly by my arms and I still feel the pain. I go to say hello to my mummy and I eat some fruit. I’m always hungry when I’ve just got up. It’s funny, isn’t it?
It’s 11 o’clock now and I’m ready to have dinner but we’re waiting for my dad and my older sister to have a shower. My mother complains because of this. She says we are always in a hurry minutes before 12 and that we never have enough time to share as a family and it’s true.
Ten minutes before starting to celebrate Christmas we sit together and we share a beautiful moment. It’s a pity that it lasted a few minutes. Then we kiss each other and we have a toast.
Half past twelve, my little siblings go to their friends’ houses and my daddy goes to visit some friends. Then one of my sisters goes to sit in front of the computer, my older sister is getting ready to go to sleep and my mum goes to bed to watch TV and she seems to be pretty tired.
Meanwhile, I wash the dishes tidy the dining room, then I talk with my sister who’s with the computer and send some text messages to my friends. Then I go to my bedroom to listen to some music and take a glass of wine. I need to be alone to order my thoughts…and I’m taking advantage of it…Merry Christmas to everyone!
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