January 4, 2014
After hearing that I was a lost cause, I began to believe it.
No longer did I volunteer to walk across the balance beam. Instead, I stood there and watched, falling further and further behind. The other children's legs became strong, while I sat off to the side and watched. Soon, the other children moved on to more difficult things, and I was left at the balance beam.
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Diaries of A Lost Angel
FantasyAs he lay there I found myself paying no attention to the star speckled night sky, because I had found my own constellations in the freckles that dotted his cheeks. I did not search for a star shooting across the sky, instead I searched his eyes for...
