Chapter 2: Cynthia

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              "Wake up Cynthia,"I leaned foward and kissed her little head.  Cynthia is my first daughter, she is my little angle, she is my everything. I look into her big dark brown eyes and all I see is love. She is my goddess, and I love her from the top , right, left, bottom and middle of my heart.  From her deep brown soft skin , to her nappy black her.  I love her.

"Mommy , I tired."

"I know baby, but you have to wake up , you have school."

I went in  her closet and pulled out her pink Polo shirt, and her black jeans.

"What shoes do you wanna wear?" I asked her as I put on her clothes.

"That one" Cynthia began to point to her Air Jordan 8.0's.

"Of course." Ever since Kassidy got her them shoes she never wants to take them off.

After getting her dressed it was time to do her hair. I don't know why kids don't like getting their hair done? I make sure it don't hurt , and that it looks good but she still bawls.

I took her brush and her Soft & Precious hair oil and began to do her hair. I took the comb and parted  her hair in two. I oiled and brushed her hair, afterward I took her Hello Kitty scrunchie and placed it in her hair. 

"Ow, " Cynthia cried.

"Sorry baby, but you have to remember , pretty hurts... Beauty comes with a little pain."

Finally I was done with doing her hair.

"Go in the kitchen , breakfast is waiting for you." I spoke

"Okay." Cynthia said as she merrily skipped to the kitchen.

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