he sat on a bench, looking at his worn tea red Volleys.the dim starry light of Christmas Eve doesn’t seem to matter anymore.he sat on a bench in congested 4th Street looking at happy parents amusing themselves in pools of money, spending for their kids.he one day wished he could have his love ones back, the gift would have been to know them,but nothing,sadly nothing could amend now.his stomach groaned, almost helpless, because it had been three days since he last ate.he pulled off his bed sheets and the newspaper ripped as he slowly lifted his throbbing bones.a little boy looked up at him strangely then threw his half-eaten doughnut at him.without hesitating,he ate it.others might wonder but for him,his dignity had long gone due to his agonizing hunger.what a great start to Christmas he thought.not even pass an hour and he started to feel hungry,again.he had no money and nobody cared about him.he looked helplessly at everyone that passed.they glanced at him then turned as if they had eaten a sour lemon,perhaps much worst.laughter echoed in the distance,and the helpless tang of salt water tear stung him and rolled down his cheeks.if he was to turn back,no..he was never given that chance.he slowly dozed off into a sleep that he hoped was everlasting.not long later,he was awaken to a little girl puzzled yet cute voice.that young child poked his nose and looked quizzically at him.her mum under leather coat and khaki fedora spotted her little child,ran to her and took her hand away.they walked pass him as if he was a colossal.he watched them with much disappointment as they gait away.the little girl hunched.she looked over her tiny shoulder just to catch a glimpse of him.ironicly though mum's hand was big,little girl managed to slip her hand and hurriedly ran down the flower garden.she picked a bright crimson rose and ran back to him;a stranger which little girl just met and placed the rose in a tear on his shirt.little girl smiled.and seconds later,she was seen happily tottered her way back to her mum,singing Christmas song to herself.longed did he hear of such a cheerful voice.the gift from little girl was worth its weight in gold.the rose seemed so much brighter then the others and it started to thaw this frozen heart.he smelled the rose and the soothing scent took him back to a time long ago.the image was beautiful but emotionally chilling and icy.this memory came so often he didn’t even know he was in it but it snatched him by the legs and pulled him into a place where he could not escape.his eyes shivered in the harsh winds and they started to flicker.that night, just that night alone, had snatched his life away in the worst way.he was forgotten.he was another star in the sky but his light flickered and his eyes softly closed one final time.softly he weep.rest in peace,dad and mum.wherever you are,dead or alive.merry christmas

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