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Lost and Not Yet Found
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  • WpHistory
    Time 45m
Ongoing, First published May 18, 2013
Mature
My past is my past. I know it can not be fix but I am hoping someone tells me that it was worth it. How can someone you're suppose to grow up with try to vanish your very existence because they know they have the power too. But did they forget that you're human to? That you was made the same way as them. To have eyes to see the world you are about to grow into. Ears to hear the voices of people around you. Nose to smell the fresh daisies and oxygen by yourself instead of relying on your mother. To have feelings. To fall in love and to feel your first heart break, first lost, first friendship. To grow and make mistakes and make some right choices. No I don't think they saw that. You're just a kid, your life is little importance for they are you're master. They're little bow peep and you're the sheep.
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®