Once my mother lost me she couldn't bare to live in our house the memories of her lost son where too painful... Her and my dad moved to a much smaller house with one room, 3 restrooms, a living room and two kitchens. I stayed in our old house. Our old house was huge... 3 floors ,13 bedrooms, 2 kitchens , 2 inside pools, 3 living rooms, and a huge front and back yard, it got really lonely there. 9 months after my parents moved houses a family called the "Esmecon family "that contained a father, 7 brothers and 3 sisters bought the property. One of the sisters grabbed my attention, she was hot for one thing (she had an appropriate ass), her personality was just like mine except that she was actually nice and cared for people. She had long black straight hair, not short but not tall, a lightly tan skin tone and , she was the youngest, she was exactly 13 and 6 months. From what I heard everyone called her baby.Once the family entered the house, I followed her.
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RomanceI was falling in love with her ... But I couldn't ,it wouldn't be a good thing. She was alive and I wasn't. She slept so beautifully, she was so different. I needed her, I wanted her, I was going to get her. Baby, I love you , I will always be there...
