A TOUCH OF MY EMOTIONS

A TOUCH OF MY EMOTIONS

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Beautiful, white and charming, Everyone looks a fairy with this thinking. But in my life there is a special vibe, I met a fairy of some different type. 'Mom' I call her, with a tune so nice, And always find my path with her advice. Always want to take me to new heights, With her extraordinary struggle and fight. Magic in her hands and dreams in her eyes, Love me unconditionally to help me rise. Cared for me from time of my birth, I know of her as 'God on earth'. Laugh for me, cry for me, But everytime that precious love is free. Tries to give her life for me, Works hard to fill my desire sea. Love her from the day I opened my eyes, And God sent her to tackle my life, Got such a 'Fairy' as Gods prize, And a 'Tale' is reciting out of my mind.
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I was different; I was special. That was one thing that my mother and father had told me as I was growing up. They told me that they were proud of my twin brother and me, and I believed them. I could see the pride in their eyes. However, I knew that my twin didn't believe them. He was peculiar, my twin. Bad stuff seemed to happen to him, and it made his life miserable. He did hang out with me and seemed to enjoy my company, but there were days where he couldn't stand me for some reason. Mom never made it a competition between us. She loved us both equally and showed us the same amount of love and attention, even with five more children. She told us every day that she was proud of us, but that wasn't enough for my twin. No, something happened one day and made his whole attitude change. And, I was about to find what it was and how my mother became the Director of our small group. Because sometimes, the end of a story is not the end. It is only the beginning. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

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