29 Nov 2014 Leave a comment
Ailsa Abrahams kicks off Christmas with the Crooked Cats on facebook – over a month of stories and great Christmas-themed craic. Come over and join us! https://www.facebook.com/groups/737252102990447/
We don’t do Christmas in our house. I know what it is because I see it on the box. When the cold weather comes I see gorgeous food and happy people and it makes me sad. Sometimes my mouth fills with water and I dribble which makes Mum smack me and call me a cretin. She hits me often. Last year I got obsessed by Christmas so when she was drunk and reeling around, trying to find a reason to beat me up again, I slipped out of the open door, out into the night.
It was cold. Snow was falling but I just ran until I was in a street I didn’t know. I peered through a window and spotted it – Christmas, just like on the TV! ! I rattled the letter-box. This would be tricky. I can’t speak, you see, which makes people think I can’t hear…
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