The Party — Penelope

Penelope looked around. It was quiet.

Everyone was asleep. It was midnight.

Quietly, she walked through the building. It was confirmed. Everybody was asleep. The party was over.

She sighed. It was a fun day, she told herself. She met four new great people and attended two parties. How livelier could her day have been?

She found her bed and laid down. She wondered how it would feel the next day, compared to this one. Boring? Uneventful? She wished she could relive the day she just did. A year was much too long to wait...

She stood up and walked to the entrance. She looked outside to see if the light had come back. It had not. Well, it was luck, I guess. Best appreciate it for what it was.

She slept, waiting for the next day to come. That day was a day closer to next Christmas, at least.

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