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I've already told you about my strangest Christmas ever. And the best one? Do you have a story about your very best Christmas? 🎄
Once my friends and I went to Berlin. I love this city. I have many memories associated with him. I first came to Berlin during my depression. I went there alone. The next time I went to Berlin with my best friend, after being treated in a psychiatric hospital. She tried in this way to cheer me up and cope with my emotional state. And it was the best vacation of my life. It was then, and it was there that I realized that I could cope with my depression. I can at least try. This trip and this city gave me strength and hope for recovery. That is why this city is so important to me.
We went with friends to Berlin to celebrate Christmas. We didn't plan anything, we just wanted to spend time together.
When Christmas night came around, my friends and I cooked dinner, sat on the floor, put our phones aside, and just chatted about everything. We laughed a lot, played different games, smoked pot. Then one of our friends started playing the piano. We lay on the floor and just listened to this beautiful music. It smelled of incense. The lanterns were burning in the room. And we silently listened as our friend gently pressed the piano keys. It was so wonderful.
At that moment, I was so happy. No money, no material things can make you happy. All this is nothing compared to these moments. I felt alive. It was so warm and so cozy. Then fireworks exploded outside the window (I don't really like fireworks, because a lot of birds die from explosions and a lot of animals are afraid of these sounds) But at that moment we were standing on the balcony, wrapped in a blanket, drinking coffee and looking at these multi-colored lights.
It was my best Christmas with my loved ones ❤️