The worst holiday I’ve ever had was my last Christmas holiday because I was ill. This winter I was looking forward to Christmas and New Year. I was preparing for it and counting days. I couldn’t even think that holiday to be bad.
Ultimately, Christmas came and we went to my grandparents as usual. I waited impatiently to see my cousins and other beloved relatives. But unfortunately, my brother felt sick. “Oh, no,” I thought when my mother told us that we weren’t going anywhere. But it was just the beginning.