Red Boots

Please give someone an early Christmas…!

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Boluwatife

9th day of the month.

It’s that time of the year I get to feel extra miserable because it just seems to proclaim how unlucky I am. Every one seem to talk more, laugh more and even jump more. Happiness is all around and everyone one is having a part of it like it’s some communicable disease but I seem to be very immune to it. I wish I was immune to Asthma. Every one is excited to start the holidays while I wish school never ends this year, even though my class teacher thinks I am already in the holiday mood just because I get to school late these days. What he does not know is that I only try to avoid the morning cold air. It triggers my attacks. I can not deal with giving my mum that much worry. She already has a lot on her plate…

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