I don't remember anything about my parents except the fact that I previously lived in a farm. I was raised by Maman Majorie whom always wore a long, fluttering, silky, white dress. There were other children as well whom I became close with especially Aimee. We all wore fresh and crisp white clothes and the place we were raised was the most beautiful place I've ever witnessed. It really was heaven. There were large orchards and waterfalls in between the gorgeous gardens. I still remember the taste and flavours of the meals that I devoured in three times a day and all the snacks. We were taught by Maman Majorie in the glowing white walls, and she was the most intelligent woman and person I've ever known. Even though we were all young, my friends and I, we understood her very clearly, even the big words. Our brains easily absorbed all the information she told and explained to us. She also had the most exquisite voice and when she sang everyone just had to stop and listen, and feel the over whelming goosebumps that were covering our healthy bodies and our twinkling eyes becoming wet and everyone naturally becoming emotional.
When we were 12, we were sent away from that place mysteriously as the place already was, with a crystal flax that contained silver fluid. When we were brought to that mysterious place at age 3, we all had to drink a black fluid that wiped our memories about our past if we wanted to live a very luxurious life, but some small and short memories, like the farm, stuck to me forever.
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Pearls
ParanormalIt's fascinating how drastically someone's entire life can change by one decision someone makes. But then it's up to that person to choose how to live up to that decision. A poor man lives on the rich snow and soil of majestic mountains, but he clai...
