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Written By: Annabella Twomey
December 12, 2014
Blustering winds pound the windows, waking him to the dark which he fell asleep to. As he rises from bed, floorbeads creak as much as his ancient bones. He passes the hallway filled with photographs, remembrances of those passed and those forgotten. He can't help but shake his head when he hears it's the "Most Wonderful Time of the Year." He is wide awake, and it's just another day of solemnity.