22: Run

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Honestly, I'm happy. I really am happy. I contemplated hours wondering if I should upload My Story or not and I'm glad I did. I was terrified that things would turn negative, but I'm so glad everyone was positive. Thank you all so much.

I'm learning to love myself right and trying to become a better person. I've face challenges in my life, but I want to turn those misfortunes into obstacles in life that one day hope to truly overcome and grow stronger from. For a long time I've been mentally weak but now I'm ready to just be happy again. Several years I never been alone, always having a relationship, but now I just want it to be me and the supportive people around me.

I want to reach out to certain people and talk to them again, hear their side of the story when they and I are ready. I've been holding grudges and hatred for such a long time and for a while I've become a person that I was ashamed to become. However, now I just want to confront my past instead of running away from it.
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The sun had only a few moments ago, most of the adults were either drunk and doing their own thing, or having already retired for the night.

Elizabeth, Arthur and along with their two kids were huddled together in-front of the fireplace. Both listened intently to what the twins were saying, both very happy with how their birthday party turned out. All the adults were exceptionally kind and even bought the twins presence, it wasn't too fancy, but the twins loved each and everyone one of them dearly, even if it was just a chocolate bar.

"I got you two something as well," Elizabeth hummed out, James on her laps and Rosie was on Arthur. Her chin resting on her sons head, she reached for something that was tucked away in her pockets. Something she has been holding onto for years and it was time to give something very important to her children. Despite their playful attitudes, Elizabeth knew they were mature enough.

Pulling out two small light blue boxes, with a ribbon on top, she gave each one to James and Rosie. Arthur stared on intently, James being the first to open his. Carefully, he opened the small box and pulled out a silver chained necklaces, with a ring dangling from it. The ring was made out of silver, with it looping around to form two small roses, in the center of each of the two roses was a diamond. It was simple and yet it was beautiful.

"I'm not a girl though mama," James stated, slightly confused at the gift, only for Elizabeth to chuckle as she realized her mistake.

Quickly grabbing Rosie's unopened box and the necklace, she switched the two, "My mistake, I gave you two the wrong presents," She flashed Arthur a playful glare as he snickered. However, her attention was diverted back to Rosie, who stared at the ring in awe. A soft smile etched its way onto the mother's lips, "It my mother's, your grandma's, wedding ring. She passed away a long time before both you were born, but I know she's watching over us and that she loves both of you dearly," a single tear dropped from left eye, "You're too small to wear it, and it doesn't have to be your wedding ring, but I want you to have it Rosie."

"I love it mama!" Rosie squealed in joy and gave her mother a hug, holding onto the necklace carefully as she kissed her mother's cheek. Arthur helped her to put on the necklace, Elizabeth watching the endearing sight as the necklace was a little to big for Rosie, but she knew that her daughter will grow into it.

Next it was James turn to actually open his real present this time. Instead of a necklace, James pulled out a silver pocket watch, with the top being encrusted with silver beads to form a wolf. When James opened it, the clock itself was surrounded by a few diamond pieces, and it the center of the clock was an imprint of a wolf, seemingly howling at the 1 on the clock.

"It was your grandpa's. You were too young to remember him, but he loved both of you so dearly. Spent nearly all his time with you once you two were born, had to remind him that he had a business to take care of," several more tears escaped from Elizabeth's bright eyes.

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