Tuesday, December 13, 2005
The night was cold and windy. Cloud was wondering along the street when he chanced upon a house filled with lights. He peeped curiously through a small crack in the wall. He saw many children laughing and dancing around a man in red. The poor boy realised that three of the children were his friends. The bright candles lit the room but not this boy's heart. Snow fell on his head and started to acumulate much, as he stood there for a long time. Such a long time did not help him to figure out why did his friends lied to him that they were as poor as he was. "It is not that hard to tell me right?", he thought to himself. Amazingly for this boy, he did not shed a single tear, maybe his tears were dried due to prolonged crying. He looked around inside the house and found out that it was rather lavishly decorated. The poor boy decided not to destory the happy atmosphere by going into the warm house in his dirty old coat and pants. His tiny hands grabbed his only over-size coat and walked away quickly, wishing his friends a merry christmas silently.
8:29 pm
