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Christmas lights twinkled around me, casting a festive glow over the quiet streets. I wandered aimlessly, hands jammed into my pockets, trying to shake off the feeling of loneliness. It was Christmas Day, and I was alone.
Memories of past Christmases flooded my mind – laughter, warmth, and love. My parents and I would decorate the tree together, bake cookies, and watch old movies. The smell of pine and cinnamon would fill our home, making it feel cozy and inviting.
I stopped in front of a storefront, gazing at the reflection of myself in the window. My eyes looked sunken, my skin pale. I felt lost and disconnected.
Mark and I agreed to a date tonight, but since I didn't want to spend the rest of my day curled up at his side, I excused myself to take a walk around town before I ret
