"You’re not my friend, Harper. You’re my sister."
James Franco + Selena Gomez
i will be rising from the ground, and make this desert flower again,
you’re all i see in all these places, so baby whenever you’re ready…
Interviewer: "You hear those stories about people getting offered millions do you ever get offers like that?"
We live in a small apartment, not far from New York City. Not far meaning I can see it all from the apartment. Every night I look out the window I see the snow covered sky scrapers reflecting all the colourful lights of the surrounding city. (Which I swear can be seen from Space) I can see last minute shoppers frantically running around, looking stressed while attempting to call one of the hundred roaring cabs speeding by. The colossal Christmas tree glistening in the middle of Central Park. The immense star sitting at the top shining brighter than anything I have ever seen. The enormous baubles so psychedelic it appears like a rainbow. I can see the vast variety of tinsels hanging over windows and doors. Near the playground, the children are playing with the freezing, white, frosty snow. Wondering just how much anticipation and exhilaration must be building up inside of them. Christmas in New York has never looked so beautiful.
Our home, at this time of year, is nothing like my view out of the window; no decorations, no tree, no presents or a single stocking. I have two brothers and I’m the only girl. My mother and father are usually working now. Unfortunately they won’t be coming home for Christmas; to be honest I’m not even sure when they will come home or if they are even coming at all. You see we don’t have that much money so the way celebrate Christmas day is by being together, that is enough for us. Love is enough for us.
It’s not that I’m not bothered about Christmas, because I am. The way we celebrate Christmas is how I love it but I just don’t want to get happy over something I can’t fully enjoy the way other people do. I wish Christmas was full of decorations and a tree in our house. But by wishing this I’m asking for too much - I just hope for a miracle. Like Rudolph when he had the miracle of being told he was going to be one of Santa’s reindeers- something that everyone said wasn’t even possible because he was different. Honestly I’m not even sure if I believe in Santa, maybe I do, but after writing to ‘him’ for all of my childhood and not getting a response or a present, my faith and hope is slowly slipping away.
My mother and father away most of the time, they are stationed in Afghanistan helping and fighting for people who have even less than us. Consequently my brothers Sian and Mark, sixteen and eighteen years old, look after me – I may only be fourteen but I owe my family so much already. They have given me so much wisdom and let me see that even though we have so little it feels like we have so much.
People look down on my family and me and feel sorry for me for not being able to celebrate Christmas day with presents and the joy of putting up a Christmas tree. But I have pity for them for not being able to understand the true meaning of Christmas – which is family, love and friendship.
Selena Gomez + One Direction