Mommy always
said I was a special kid, and that's why I always have to sit in my room and
watch nice things. I love her so much because she takes care of me, unlike the
others. They are mean to me and tell me I can't play with them, but I do my
best. Mom gave me a necklace long time ago that keeps me from being a naughty
boy. She also dresses me in pretty clothes such as white shirts with these big
sleeves. I never hurt anyone, and I don't want to do it either, I always try to
help them and be good to them, but they just start to be mean and rude to me.
It really is breaking my heart.
Wednesday 31 July 2013
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Here I am, sitting in front of a
mirror, staring at my own reflection. I'm waiting for him to pop up from
somewhere.. to.. hug me from behind.. to feel his freezing touch on my skin
once again.. but he's nowhere to be seen. My life changed dramatically in
the past two months, and that's only because of him.
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