New Year's Story

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She lied on her bed, reading a book. The story that she was reading was so engaging to her that she can't hardly put it down. It's about a lass, younger than she is, that was sacrificed for the sake of her village and to pay the debts of her father.

Then she looked at the clock, it's almost midnight. She remembered, it's almost new year, her friends went to the town to celebrate. She's too lazy t0 go out and prefer to read the book that she started in the evening, and the weather outside was too cold for her. It's in the middle of winter and her health hasn't been that good for a few days, she really don't want to go out and became really sick the next day.

A loud cheer was heard from the town, it must be the crowd celebrating the new year that was almost arrived. She knew in a few minutes she would hear another noise from the fireworks, and she could see them too. Her house is a little bit up in the mountain, in the outskirts of town, the fireworks would be clearly visible from her windows.

She's thinking to get up from the bed and sit near the windows, to see the fireworks. But on the second thought, she has seen the fireworks from year to year, and seeing the fireworks alone would only make her feel lonely, so she decided to stay on her bed and immerse herself in the story again.

Just when her world of imagination started to build, the loud cheer disturbed her again, this time accompanied with the sound of explosions, the fireworks had begun. It's midnight.

She wanted to build the imagination walls again, but the noise keep disturbing her. At last, she gave up. She got up from her bed and walked to the windows. Then she sat down on the floor just by the windows, and watched the fireworks. She still could hear the loud cheers from the town every time the big fireworks came.

As she watched the fireworks, she started to wonder. If she decided to go with her friends, she might have a great time right now, watching the fireworks with a glass of wine or champagne on her hand and cheer with her friends or even making new friends. Or if she hadn't fought with her dear lad 2 weeks before, he might not returned to his homeland and still with her now watching the fireworks with her, together. She suddenly missed him, missing his hugs and kisses.

The fireworks had finished, the loud cheering ceased and so did her thoughts. She got up, and returned to her bed. She picked up the book again, and returned to her world of imaginations.

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