"We're here to celebrate Christmas, so please behave." I said. "There's no point in celebrating it, papa is dead." replied Noah
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Adam and his kids has moved into a beautiful mansion. They'll celebrate Christmas there. But his son Noah doesn't lik...
I pulled up in front of our new house. I smiled softly looking at the beautiful mansion. I knew I had chosen the perfect home for us.
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(Adam)
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(Kim)
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(Max)
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(Noah)
"The house is so beautiful dad." said Kim. "It's big enough to play hide and seek." replied Max and I chuckled softly. "What do you think, Noah?" I asked. He raised the volume on his phone to avoid talking. "Hey." he said annoyed when Kim pulled out the headphones. "Don't use that tone to your sister." I replied strictly and Noah rolled his eyes.
"We're here to celebrate Christmas, so please behave." I said. "There's no point in celebrating it when papa isn't here with us." he replied. "Noah, listen to me. I know you took his death very hard, we all miss him so much. But he'll always be near us and he exist in your heart." I said. "I don't believe you, I HATE Christmas." yelled Noah and got out of the car. He slammed the door and went to the house. Max started to cry and Kim comforted her. I felt how the tears burned. Noah wasn't the same boy anymore. I miss my happy son so much.
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I went into the living room and made up a fire. Max came in and she sat down next to me. She gave me her teddy bear.
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"Mrs. Cuddle always comfort me when I'm sad." she said. "Thank you sweetie." I replied and she gave me a hug. "Sometimes I hear papa's voice when I go to sleep. He tells me that he'll protect me from evil monsters." said Max. "It makes me very happy." I replied with a smile on my face. Noah was standing in the doorway and looked at them with envy.
