280. Father Time's New Year

J Jaden Knight
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As the clock ticks closer to midnight the pale old man sighs aloud and puts his book down on his bedside table it will soon be time for his transformation when he becomes a young baby once more These 12 months have not been kind to him many scars and marks cover his face and body each one is a memory of those who have died in violence this year The clock strikes the new year with a resounding crash the old man fades away in his place a baby appears looking slowly around the room before unleashing a brilliant smile to the light of a million fireworks As the year passes he will age and become an old man again there is much to do while the year is young a full 12 months of learning to be had a whole new set of chapters to be written he starts to crawl towards the future whatever it may bring for all

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