Midnight thoughts

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After the fight I go to my room and During the night I sit on my bed in my night gown, I rest my cheek On my knee, looking out the windows, My mother was the second oldest out of seven kids, she grew up in a little village in the mountains, her father and mother well my grandparents both trained in the arts, but her mother didn't want her girls to be built and bruiting, so my grandmother taught my mother the arts but in a feminine style, to be deadly but also elegant like a swan my mother would say. I giggle. My mother was how I put it a pretty fighter, she would look like a dancer if you didn't understand martial arts. I lay on my back and look up. My mom was a beautiful woman, long black hair, honey brown skin,her beautiful brown eyes. Her smile was Contagious,she was a small woman but then you have my dad! he was from another village but meet my mom through a trading routines, my father has long curly brown hair,pale skin and blue eyes, he lived for my mother. I close my eyes."I miss you both so much"

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