I hate Christmas because nothing is phenomenal. I am not being facetious. I assume that Santa was busy and remiss when he forgot to give me a Christmas gift. Every time I saw other children play with their new toys by looking through the translucent window, I consternated about Christmas, and felt disconsolate.
It is a paradox that a rich country should be so many poor people. My family is poor. My mom is a charwoman in a rich family, but I think the master is a miscreant because he is mean and pays paltering to my mom. My father is a concierge of a hotel. He is addicted to gambling, and feels no qualms about borrowing money from friends. He broke my family apart, like the vermin causing a bad pestilence. My grandmother, who lives in the
It is a paradox that a rich country should be so many poor people. My family is poor. My mom is a charwoman in a rich family, but I think the master is a miscreant because he is mean and pays paltering to my mom. My father is a concierge of a hotel. He is addicted to gambling, and feels no qualms about borrowing money from friends. He broke my family apart, like the vermin causing a bad pestilence. My grandmother, who lives in the