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It was the
21st of December of 2012. Yes, that «horrible» day. This topic was
interesting the first time, but then everybody was tired from it. And that day
promised to be strange. She was going from school and everything was looked as
a really end of the world. Probably, planet became crazy with it. And it was so in her town too. The posters,
strange inscriptions were everywhere. To surprise, people was happy! Girl was
sure that all the inhabitants were there – on the streets of the town. She was
in shock, because she supposed that it would be usual day. «Do they really
think that it’s the end? » - girl thought. She sat at the bench and continued
to watch this fun.
Probably, I
must tell you who it was. Her name was Mary. She was 15 years old and all the
world seemed as a big mistake to her – the ordinary teenager. Music,
indifference to everything and thinking that she is the smartest human in the
world. And these conversations about apocalypse made her laugh. She just hated
it.
So, she
came home and noticed that anybody wasn’t there, but it didn’t mean something to
her. She was so tired and wanted to sleep. Mary went to bedroom and almost fall
asleep. But suddenly she heard sound of explosion. Girl was scared and she
jumped up from bed. She looked through the window. Buildings in fire, crowds of
people, shout and even cry – that’s what she saw. She began to look for her
mobile phone, but it was uselessly. Then Mary ran out from and proved to be in
chaos. People became crazy! They were
robbing the shops and destroying everything on their ways. They made the end of
the world by own arms. Mary was running somewhere, where she didn’t know. But
then she stopped. She realized that it was escape to nowhere. She just sat at the
road and began to cry. She can’t believe in it. «This is not reality, this is a
dream. This is not reality, this is a dream…»- she repeated again and again.
But then she felt somebody behind her back. It was a little girl. She seemed as
a something fair and pure in that dirty chaos. She looked like angel. She sat
near Mary. Mary asked her what she was doing there. But little girl didn’t hear
her, or she seemed so. «You know, there will be Christmas soon. Have you bought
any presents for your family? » - asked little girl. Mary was in shock and
said: «No». «Why? It’s so nice to see happy faces of people, isn’t it? I love
Christmas. I think everything have rebirth on this holiday. What do you think?
» - asked little angel. Mary was confused and she just said: «I don’t know ».
Little girl decided to give a gift as a smile for that answer. After some
silence girl started to speak again: «I love winter. It’s a magical time. Do
you think so? Oh, you don’t want to talk, yes? O’K. I don’t force you. It’s so
quiet here. I love this place. I’m face to face with myself here». After that
words Mary felt herself easier. She forgot about things that she had to see 10
minutes ago. «I love winter too» - said Mary and smiled. Then she and little
girl talked a lot. Mary told about her life, about her wrong treatment to life
–about everything. Their conversation was long, when they stopped, there
already was dawn. «You’re so strange. But I like it» - Mary said to girl. Then
that cute angel said that she had to go home and went. Mary was surprised and
ran after her. But she couldn’t overtake her and soon Mary lost her from the
look. She was tired, that’s why she just lied down on the bench.
There was
cold and Mary woke up. It was snowing; everything looked like yesterday
morning, but better. She was walking the street and enjoying that peace
atmosphere. She saw happy children, men with huge packets and Christmas trees,
but she couldn’t understand what was happening there. Mary came home and her
parents met her with gladness. «Where have you been all these 4 days? We were
so worried! Where have you been? » - they attacked her with questions. «I was with
my thoughts». «Dear, don’t start it again! Today is Christmas, or you forgot
about it? Go to your bedroom, there is something that you’ll like».
That day
was unforgettable for Mary. Heap of presents, pleasant sounds of Christmas
songs, tasty holiday dishes and, of course, friendly family. At night she had a
dream again. But it was another dream. There weren’t wars, shout and chaos. There
were Santa Claus, many lights and angel…
Sometimes
we need to feel the end; we need to be closer to the edge to understand that
all that we have is the most important things for us and we must just enjoy it.
