shadows with claws
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The orphanage is my home, I was abandoned not to long after birth, it’s a miracle I am still alive!
That’s why my name was Miracle before I turned 6, then I chose my own name, Hope is what I go by now. The doctors estimated my birth and it was my birthday on the 25:09:1998.
It’s always the same on the night of the 26th of September, each year when I wake up out of “ THE DREAM” the sun is just rising,and beautiful colors are setting the sky alight.
Usually just before I become fully conscious, i find myself crying my hart out
out, and whimpering loudly. One year I started to call out a weird name I have never heard of before, but I stopped myself before the whole neighbour hood heard me.
As u can hear, i'm not exactly what you would call normal …and the annoying thing is don’t know when this whole crazyness began! All I know is, it all has some way of connecting to my forgotten
past, and I intend on finding out.
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