Hesitating on Whether Good or Bad
She was in her room, her hair tied in to two pony tails. She was in her pink pyjamas looking by her window. She appreciated the silence taught by Eric. When she was a little girl, Ying Hua loved to talk; she didn't like the silence but her childhood friend, Xiao Lang showed her how to accept it. Now when ever she looks at the stars she doesn't only see the sparkling stone but she could hear them fly and hear their music. When she goes to the sea, she hears the whales laugh she could even feel the sea's anger. Eric has taught her so much. They both know each other so well that they are almost soul mates if the confess their love but they are all afraid; afraid of being rejected by the opposite site so they all keep the secret.
"Oh, little stars can't you tell me who's my mother?" "We would if we can." formed the wind. "Is mother still alive?" "Yes and no. She's always watching over you, my princess." "What kind of mother is she to leave her family down?" "A mother that was willing to sacrifice her life for the ones she cherishes; a mother that loved her baby; a wife that treasured her husband; a mother that never hold her child in her arms; a person that blessed the population; a woman that protected." "Is she that much?" "Don't doubt her.she is more than that; more than any individual would ever know." "Then why..." "Nobody could defy destiny and fate, the only thing they don't control is your way of thinking.but the rest is all planed by them. They are pretty much the source of all chaos." "Then." "Little princess, sometimes the lest you know the more your safer. Don't ask for to much just take what you got and what you will have and don't ask more or else terrible consequence could occur. Go get some rest; it's a long day coming tomorrow." "Yes." she whispered, climbing on her bed.
Hours passed but she was under her covers flipping and flipping trying to find a comfortable position to sleep but none seems to satisfy her so the little girl got up and went to her father's room but it was unlock. "Strange.the door usually always locked." She though, walking in and opened a lamp.
She walked in slowly and even hesitated for a moment. She sat on the bed and took a look at the place she then spotted her father's desk and went to it. She sat down when a picture lures her attention.
She was in her room, her hair tied in to two pony tails. She was in her pink pyjamas looking by her window. She appreciated the silence taught by Eric. When she was a little girl, Ying Hua loved to talk; she didn't like the silence but her childhood friend, Xiao Lang showed her how to accept it. Now when ever she looks at the stars she doesn't only see the sparkling stone but she could hear them fly and hear their music. When she goes to the sea, she hears the whales laugh she could even feel the sea's anger. Eric has taught her so much. They both know each other so well that they are almost soul mates if the confess their love but they are all afraid; afraid of being rejected by the opposite site so they all keep the secret.
"Oh, little stars can't you tell me who's my mother?" "We would if we can." formed the wind. "Is mother still alive?" "Yes and no. She's always watching over you, my princess." "What kind of mother is she to leave her family down?" "A mother that was willing to sacrifice her life for the ones she cherishes; a mother that loved her baby; a wife that treasured her husband; a mother that never hold her child in her arms; a person that blessed the population; a woman that protected." "Is she that much?" "Don't doubt her.she is more than that; more than any individual would ever know." "Then why..." "Nobody could defy destiny and fate, the only thing they don't control is your way of thinking.but the rest is all planed by them. They are pretty much the source of all chaos." "Then." "Little princess, sometimes the lest you know the more your safer. Don't ask for to much just take what you got and what you will have and don't ask more or else terrible consequence could occur. Go get some rest; it's a long day coming tomorrow." "Yes." she whispered, climbing on her bed.
Hours passed but she was under her covers flipping and flipping trying to find a comfortable position to sleep but none seems to satisfy her so the little girl got up and went to her father's room but it was unlock. "Strange.the door usually always locked." She though, walking in and opened a lamp.
She walked in slowly and even hesitated for a moment. She sat on the bed and took a look at the place she then spotted her father's desk and went to it. She sat down when a picture lures her attention.