Sylvia a name carefully chosen, meaning one of the forest. Sylvia a name graven to a precious baby girl. Sylvia my name....
17 years ago, today I was born. Dec 27 in A small country town. The biggest green eyes a straight brown hair. They say I was different, that I am unique. But they know nothing of me. My parents where to scared, to young or so they tell me. I was left in the woods at an abandoned cottage with no one to love me. I was left 6 days with out any food water or family. On the seventh morning a child herd my cry while playing in the woods. A bit after a woman came and picked me up. She found a note left in my basket. "Please take care of my baby girl." She brought be home and made a report but no one claimed me. That's when I found my family.
I grew up with my adopted mom and dad. I also had a older sister who first found me. I grew up kind and happy. Every day I would spend in the forest we had the in the back yard. Climbing tress and playing with the woodland creatures. I was home schooled because there were no schools near by. But I was still best friends with our neighbours. I remember Clara would always ask about my birth mark on my back. She was always curious as she rubbed her finger across the constellation like Mark under my neck. I never wondered about it that much until I was about 13 and we where learning about different believes and culture. We came across the zodiac unit when I realized the constellations for Capricorn was a exact replica of the one on my back. My other neighbour ( my teacher ) asked for questions. I furrowed my eyebrows and shot up my hand. I asked what dec 27 would be. And he replied Capricorn. At that Clara look straight over at the same time and opened our mouth really wide.
That night did a bit more research on "Capricorn" and learned more and more as it all became more clear and accurate. I spent many hours reading about the different signs. I was always so intreeged. My mom knew somebody who specializes in the zodiac culture and gave me the advantage to meet her. Once I told her about my journey studying and came out with my birth mark even she had no explanation. I supposed it was nothing but a coincidence.
I always had a connection with animals especially ones like the deers and moose but their was this one mountain goat that I had a strong connection with. He is wild and energetic most of all free. I spent most of my evening with him reading and jumping from rock to rock. As crazy as it sounds I've always wishes I could be a goat roaming the mountains free and careless following the wind and never turning back. Be all fantasies behind just last week my life took a turn that could never be undone.
My parents and sister died while ice fishing while we where on our yearly trip. Ice fishing was never my thing but I always enjoyed are small cottage and hot chocolate. I decided to stay behind while they went on but there four wheeler fell though thin ice and they all drowned. I know it's horrible to say but I wish I went with them. I don't know what I will no now.
This Christmas was so lonely I spent it alone while the police figure out the situation. Now I'm moving back to where I was born with my birth parents but they don't deserve to be parents. not after what they did to me.
