Amina never really got to celebrate Christmas, she was from a Muslim home. Her father had given her in marriage to Alhaji Usman. Since she got married, she had never been happy. Alhaji made a sex slave out of her, from the tender age of thirteen he had been sleeping with her. Amina couldn't take it anymore, she had to run away. She finally got her opportunity on a Christmas day. She left Alhaji's house without knowing where she was going. It's been five years now, she looked back in time and smiled, happy to have made that decision. When Christmas comes calling, Amina knew it wasn't just the celebration of the birth of the Christian saviour but for her it was the celebration of her freedom from slavery. Everything about Christmas made her happy, the love of the season, the carols, the parties etc. She was a Muslim, but she celebrated Christmas with her friends and colleagues. Most people of her faith, had asked her to stop celebrating, but If they knew her reason, they'd probably let her be.