People I know live with their paents.
I don't, but when i hug my motherI feel something.
What is this feeling?
Is it hate coming from the inside out
Or
Is is love coming from the outside in?
Let me think about if I love her.
I love her!
But when I see my classmates hug their parents,
its like a one second hug.
When I see my mother I don't
want to let her go.
Now I can't get enough of the feeling of love.
I can't wait to see her agian.
Now my father is another story.
