Lost and Not Yet Found
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 45m
  • Reads 606
  • Votes 21
  • Parts 6
  • 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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Well, what would have made me leave my one month daughter in front of the orphanage door , as her mother what pushed me to the extent of leaving her,not being there to see her first sit,crawl,walk ,hear her say her first words hoping it would be related to me, hear her call out to me when she cried, stay up at night with her singing some lullaby,read her some stories, tell her that there was a prince charming who would love her as her father loved me but where was I , staying far away from her, God knows how terrible a mother I was leaving her without even looking back. "I love you Treasure, always and forever, I'm sorry darling, I'm really sorry", I said as I cried telling myself do I really have to do this then I left without turning back hoping she would never hate me,she would remember how much I love her.