When I Ruined Christmas
I was eight-years-old.
Waiting for my twin to finish holding baby David.
Grandpa came up and said give me the baby.
I said "Grandpa, I have been waiting a long time."
Grandpa slapped my face so hard
I thought he had knocked my head off
We left immediately.
Before we opened gifts
This is the day I knew ....
That I had ruined Christmas at Grandma's house
It took me a long time to forgive myself
But I never trusted or loved Grandpa again.
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