I Hate Christmas

(This is a fictional poem) 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. But 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 those men and I hope they get 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.