I try to never linger in the past because I get sucked back into a hellish world filled with lies, tears, and blood. I have truly lost myself back there and still remain in the darkness of my memories. Here I write these words and I let my wounds reopen and bleed out all of my withheld emotions. Escaping and hiding, t...
“It’s not you, sweetie pie,” her mom whispered as she climbed the stairs to the orphanage, hand intertwined with the little girl’s, “It’s me, and Mama has to go away now…” ~*~*~*~*~*~ From an early age, Genova Gardner’s life was rough and full of disappointment. After years of loving and adoring her baby girl like a m...