It all started at 12:00 on a Tuesday night. It was breezy, just a cool breeze one like your at a beach and it just blows barley some strands of hair. The kind of breeze that made a smile appear on your face.
It was on that breezy Tuesday at exactly 12:00 midnight on new years eve or was January 1 no one knows but that night a little girl appeared on this wonderful place called earth.
Her blonde hair blue eyes perfect face, she was very pretty. No one knew exactly where she came from. She was left under a willow tree near peaks harbor.
It was about 5:00 in the morning on her way to work, Mrs. O'Connell would stroll along the beach picking up she shells for crafts she made. She came very close to the willow tree where she would bury the shells till the afternoon and come back to get them, this Wednesday morning instead of placing the shells and moving on, there lay a baby tucked with a nice purple blanket and a flower in her hair.
Her mother father yet to be known and may never be.
