Lived in Ipswich uk all my life and now work as a police officer. Married with one beautiful daughter.
Once I wandered far far into the mountains. Through flowing, glistening rivers teaming with fish. Fought my way through vegetation, thick and overgrown.
The old man lived alone, deserted by friends and family he pondered what meaning his life had, if any.
Isn't she lovely, he said to his wife. Holding her in his palm, this tiny delicate life. Innocent and small with out a care, a beautiful smile with short blond hair.