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Some Time ago
From beyond head to toe
I was on a rush of the most amazing experince of something pure
Though i didn't know her well, it was something i wasn't so sure
About how i really felt...i'll never forget it
Nor will i ever regret it...
What i was reading, i could not believe...
But the she lived her life, was something as how could anybody be relieved?
It was just amazing. I doubt anyone of you can relate
If you can i apologize, so instead i'll just tell it to you straight.
16 years old.
Living life as if it was gold
Smiling
Or trying
to at least even laugh, 50 times a day
And not even in specific,just going by her way :)
Is what she was best known to do to keep her mind of things
Each day she said, doing those little things,was like a day or a week living in the springs
Anyone can do that if they really tired..
But for a reason why she does these things, might make you upsest, i know because i cried..
Leave all your questions and concerns aside
At least for now
I'll try to keep this as neat and tighty as a bow.
I promise..
As a child, it was very limited, she had all she could have
She giggled and smiled, such tearful scenes you would see, her best friend was a stuffed dinosaur, as colorful as muave
Kinda like Barney, if i wasn't mistaken, such happiness it brought to her, everysecond of every day, such suave
The only things she didn't like so much was taking baths, like anyother kid, wasting time away from having fun
The need to finish in a hurry, she never even thought about skipping bath time, she wasn't in a run
So she always stayed and bathed herself, slashing water, bubbles soap flying everywhere she noticed something she always hated
Washing her hair, she expeically hated brushing it, each time she brushed, streams and bundles of hair would shed to her hand...dying hair, she elated
It didn't bother her, she just smiled and folded her bandana, tied both ends and placed it on her head.
Each and everyday, giggling and reading books, by herself, smiling at pictues of girls with hair, and glisten colors of their lips, her favorite color, red
Her bandana, her cloths, her lips, everything she has, touches is red, even her heart, beating as calm as she always is.
She doesn't understand why she was dignosed with leukemia or where it came from, all she knew was it made her brain fizz...
Most of her childhood, maintaimed by the cancer, she saw it as a obstacle rather then an illness, she never let it bring her down
Tears, sobs, shaking and wiping, it never lasted to her there was no such thing as a frown
Nor a bad day or a situation, i honestly do not know if she was popular, but she has the joy and heart of a something pure
Not a person, nor thing, but a spirit, an angel
Her friends were her only family she had, why?
Because her parents never wanted her, never cared for her, not even noticed her, they pretty much waited for her to die...
She couldn't handle it anymore...
As a teenager, she was poor
Did everything she could by herself, she never asked for help nor begged, she just did it on her own
She later ran away, and never looked back, not a tear shed nor did her heart stopped, she just walked and watched her parents wave goodbye...her heart was thrown
Right out of her chest, when she saw her parents waving...so she ran, for 2 whole freezing weeks...
Clenching her fists, she wondered from every street name through every end of sidewalks through empty lifeless parks, she didn't know what the world looked like, the cold air breezed turning red on her cheeks
Rubbing for warmth, her bare hands began to shake and shiver
It was dark, each night she walked to look for a new place to sleep, she began to quiver...
She felt like she's been prisoned by her parents from seeing the world and beyond..
She still smiled her freezing cheeks, warming herself up, as she yawned
She was droopy.
She then felt loopy...
She fell right on a fresh cut lawn filled with stiff cold blades of grass, she turned laying on her back...
Her eyes were blurry, she was starving, tired, and so very lonely, she couldn't help but look to the night skies and see lights coming from above where she layed, her eyes faded she looked up to the light, then black...
"Little girl?... Hey? you ok? Hey!" "Darla! Darla!!! get the sheets from the bedroom!! Hey psst little girl! wake up..Wake up!"
The nice couple, picked her up and carried her inside there home, they watched her, even prayed for her
She was awake the whole time, she just needed to know if the people from the outside where kind, of coarse...so she cried, silently in the warm dim lighten bed where she layed, and sat up
Then she was surprised by a small pup
The pup licked her face
She giggled and laughed, smiling, playful with the puppy, she looked around the room, it was nice, full of bright colors of rows of lamps and antiques*What is this place?*
"You're safe...little girl, are you ok?"
"Where did you come from?" *I ran away* "i'm sure your parents are worrried sick?" *They told me to run away...they just threw my cloths and blankets out the door...and said we don't want you here...so i ran, and a nearly froze to death, on your lawn, i don't have anywhere else to go, so if you have a kind enough heart, will you let me stay?*
"You can stay for as long as you like, i won't tell them you're here...i'm sure they'll think the police have found you and brought you into costody"
*Oh..* "Shh sh sh, its ok, just warm up under these sheets, would like a warm cup of tea?"
Emily smiled like she nevered before, *yes!* she giggled, the nice lady tugged emily in nicely and walked out the room
Emily looked out the window she saw flowers, she never saw those in her life, she only saw pictures, there were roses, red roses, and they had finally bloom
She looked up straight at the ceiling
*A fan?* she watched the ceiling fan blades triwl, she had a feeling
Her heart beat with warm soft thumps, she was healing..
Part 2 coming soon.