It was April 22, on a snowy day in Michigan when i was born. My family from everywhere came to see me. You see, the snow in Michigan is very deep and icy and they were stuck there for awhile. I was a newborn, with wide hazel eyes. I was wondering what kind of place this was.
I wish i would have told myself to make sure that i was ready. To change. Ready to live.
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Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poesía©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
