I'm 18, and Christmas has well and truly worn off on me. I have transformed into a big old Scrooge. I love my family, I do, but this year they were too much for me. I just wanted to get the train back to Surrey and be by myself. I still haven't opened my presents, I'm not in the mood. I'm just glad Christmas is fading away into the distance. It's strange because I used to love it so much. I must be getting old.
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