The Story.

The Story.
One evening, under the hot sun of 29 September, a baby came to life.
He was trying to open his eyes to observe this world, where none of what he used to see,still exist outside in here...He cryed and breath his first atomes of oxygen.
The little baby was so sweet and wonderful, so innocent ,so curious about life, caring about his own need: Milk.
That's how God made me, that's how god made each of us...So not aware about life....Where is that time..
Life worths to be lived, cos the people that we love help us to trespass all our issues, diseases and share with us every good moments to give us a reason to smile to this painful world.But if we don't have them beside us...Nothing else matters.







*Game Over</3


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# Posté le jeudi 26 février 2009 20:57

Modifié le samedi 07 mars 2009 18:24