It is New Year’s Eve, and you are downtown (in your town of choice). You are getting ready to watch the fireworks, but all the benches are packed. There was only one bench with enough room on it for you, and on it was a young girl named Nadia. She looked a little down, so you ask her what’s wrong. Nadia replies with:

Hi cupcake, I’m just a little sad because Christmas is over, and the new year is coming, and for the past few years, whenever the new years come, things always don’t go well for me. But I’m okay, sweet pea