I hate Christmas

Most people love Christmas but I don't.

People tell me that I should learn to love Christmas again but I won't.

Something tragic happened on Christmas day.

My life was ruined when my family was violently taken away.

Three robbers broke in my house and killed my wife and daughter.

A gun was aimed at my head while I watched them get slaughtered.

They stole our valuables and then shot me with one of their guns.

They left right after shooting me and I called 911.

I was rushed to the hospital and I'm still alive.

Bt my heart is broken because my family didn't survive.

My life was destroyed and I live in hell because of this nightmare.

They finally caught thos men and I hope they give him the chair.

I have something to say and I'm sure that you'll agree.

If you have a family, you're better off than me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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