Growing Up
So delicate and fragile she was in my open, loving arms. A new born baby, Labour is over she's safe- I am now calm.
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So delicate and fragile she was in my open, loving arms. A new born baby, Labour is over she's safe- I am now calm.
Rain drops slithered down the cold glass of the window as my warm breath created a milky puddle on its surface. With my pale, nimble finger I traced a jagged heart, it quickly evaporating away.
~Prologue~ -1945- The war had just finished, it had only been a few months since the end but it felt nice. My name's Janie, not Jane, I'm 14 and from America. "Janie!.
Well this is my first post and to be honest i have no idea what to write about. I guess i can talk about myself for a bit to let you in on some of my "secrets".
Once upon a time,. There was a cry. The cry of a baby. Laid on the crib. There was a party. to celebrate his birth. Five years later,. There was a cry. The cry of a child. Who fell to the ground.
Ice age one the fun has begun, Diego and Manny find one tribes young.
I left home twenty years ago Just a bride of eighteen, I left the only home I'd known For a new life in pastures green.
(about the first time I saw my now adopted daughter) The new century had begun 2000 was to be our year We had dared to dream of a daughter or a son But our hearts were pierced by cruel spear Pain,...
My release from prison. Was a fresh start for me. The people I'd meet. The places I'd see. I quit all my drugs. I gave up the drink. It wasn't as easy. As you'd like to think. I met this woman.
CHAPTER ONE There once was a girl, not any old girl, but a Mongolian girl this eight year old girl's name is Nasel Blyno.
You began not together, But as one. You became close , So elegant like a swan. Your love grew and grew, until you finally knew. It was real , it was grace. The beauty further within the face.