Life starts in a miraculous way, two lovers find their hearts intertwined, and a gift symbolizes their love.
Deep in a city, in a small room, a girl was born with black thick hair. Her eyes carmel and lips soft, eyes viewed a surrounding they never could imagine.
I was born October 22nd 1996 into a world I barely knew. God sheltering my welcoming, I feared none.
My mother, black haired, freezy and all, and father, fine hair, welcomed me just as God had.
Their hands were sunset warm, eyes glimmering with hope. They had created me, a masterpiece bondee with their genes, a few of my own mixed in.
Life begins, one cell dividing into more, DNA translating, morphing an individual none like anyone ever scene.
They gave me freckles, tiny speckles sprinkles across my face. Eyes they gave to see the world through my perspective. All in all the gave me a chance to breathe in the way their parents did for them.
Their eyes gorgeous on the white background, I feel calm. Little hand in big palm, I close my eyes listening to the echoes of their hearts ringing in my eyes.
Love is a beautiful thing when it comes down to dedication. Two star crossed lovers devoting their lifd to eachother couls never be more beautiful.
A long tine ago, two special people in my life chose to fall for eachother. Falling in love lead them to creating little molecules that bounded together to create me.
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Marina Lee Ginther
Non-Fiction2/19/2015 There are many things in the world. One of those is the heartfulness people feel for eachother. At every waking moment I find it important to learn individuals personalities. In so I find it important when revealing myself to the worl...
