I've had this idea for awhile, but this is the first time I've gotten somewhat of a story Idea of it written down. This is a poem from ChiChi to her lost daughter, Gochan, Goten's twin sister. When the girl was three years old, she and her brother were kidnapped by Garlic Jr. (I didn't see the last episode with him in it, so I don't know if they finally defeated him or not. For the sake of this story they didn't). They got Goten back but Gochan was sent away (to a different dimension but she's not dead. More like a different world.) There, David and Elizabeth Borens, a farming couple who just recently lost their first and only son, find her. They take her in and raise her. Her name is change to Carla Sue Borens. 12 years later, she stumbles on a way back to her birth world. With her, she brings her two adopted siblings, Kasi (14) and Marco (5). She remembers very little of her old life and appsolutly refuses to be called by anything but Carla (well, when she get to know the Sons a little better, she will let ChiChi call her that in private). I know this idea has probably been done to death, but I just had to add my own character into the DBZ world. Someday I hope to write an actual story about her.

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I remember

I remember the night you were born.
You were my third child;
My first little girl.
In my arms, I saw a little version of me.
You looked so small and weak.
Yet, in your eyes, I saw your father.
His strength and courage burning inside you like a wild fire.
Why did I see it in you and not in you twin,
I don't know.
It scared me.
I loved your father dearly.
Everyday he is gone is like a knife in my heart.
I would die to lose another like that.
No, I won't let you go the way of your father.
You are young; there is still a chance to change you.
You will become a lady.
Just like me,
Both inside and out.
I swear.


I remember the pain of another night,
The night you were taken from me.
It wasn't my choice,
And you were still too young to have one.
A monster came out of nowhere,
And left just as quickly.
Took both my babies with him.
We fought to get you back,
And managed to save your brother.
When it came your turn,
Oh my poor little girl,
It was too late.
You were already gone.


I remember the tears I shed.
How I thought that I would die.
I should of known you were alive.
I should of known you would survive.
It's that part of your father in you,
The part I tried to hide.
It's what made your will strong,
Gave you the power to carry on.
Maybe; deep in my heart,
Maybe somewhere I knew that.
Maybe that's what kept me alive.


I remember the day you came back to me.
I was so over joyed.
You've grown into a beautiful young woman,
More than even your mother.
Your soul still belonged to your father.
I saw his strength in your eyes,
Saw his courage,
Saw his unbreakable determination.
But now I see more than that
Now I see hope in your eyes.
I see love of those around you.
I see happiness.
And now I don't have to worry.
Now, when I watch you go,
I know you'll always come back to me.