A/N:Another character practice. I'll explain with the last character practice I'm going to do.
It only seems like yesterday that I was taking care of three little boys. Each was so different from the other with one being calm, one being hyper, and one being silent. Despite this they all remained close. There were some arguments here and there, with one changing the course of their friendship.
Some had said they would drift apart because of it, but I knew better. It would only bring them closer together.
The world is a very cruel place.
Dreaming can only get you so far in life. They were all dreamers once. Now they lost that skill.
They only see in black and white; only seeing the bad things in life.
I only hope they remember that for you to succeed you need both able to dream and work hard.
At one time, for a time they could do this. Now they must be retaught.
I would do it, but they rarely come to see me. What with being busy with their lives. I often wonder if they're truly happy or simply pretending.
Maybe the little ones and I need to go for a visit, and remind them of what they lost.
A/N: Martha is a sweet woman and a good mom. And yes, my style varies a lot.