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before. Any of the ones you have not heard of, BELONG to me.
Author's Note: Okay I HAVE NOT been in writing-stories mood. My fingers hurt and it's painful to type, but ya know I decided to slowly start updating again! YAH ON ME! Probably just 1 or 2 more chappies, and then this story will be finished!!!!!
On with thy story
"Happy birthday sweetheart!" The woman, no my mother, came in with a smile on her face and a big box in her arms. But I looked at her oddly; today wasn't my birthday... was it? My birthdays had been scattered through out the months, never did I know when I was truly born. I had never had a birthday of my own, or a name, a family, or a home. And suddenly I had them. "June 15th, the day I gave birth to you."
"For real?" I questioned, not truly believing her words.
"For real!" Her voice was honest and loving, and I believed her. Both of our faces were pasted with looks of pure joy, and someone else unnoticed entered the room and stood quietly watching us.
"Sweetie, I have someone I would like you to meet," And then the other presence came out from the darkness, and instantly I recognized him. His eyes were electric, an impossible green I had seen on one other person only once, myself. A gasp escaped my mouth as I realized my life would never again be the same. "Gabrielle, this is Vaughn; your father."
"I know." I told her no breaking my gaze with my father, green met green. Neither of us wanted to part, no now not ever. Eyes told you everything about a person, their pain and joy. Each person had a story to tell and the story would reveal theirselves when you look deeply in their eyes and listen. Vaughn's, my father's, told of death, sorrow, and still love. And I knew instantly I was staring at a man who never wanted to give me up and who never wanted me to live the life I had. And just to make sure of myself; I whispered an echo. "I know"
"Well, hug already!" Uncle Weiss stood in the doorway with a tear forming in his eye.
I smiled and my father stepped forward. His faced looked unsure, trying to discern if this was real. A moment passed as he stared at me in love and hope. He moved closer and sat on my bedside. Genteelly he touched my face and wiped a stray tear that had fallen from my eye. And then slowly he wrapped me in his arms.
My mother watched leaning against Uncle Weiss with tears rolling down her cheeks and a grin of happiness pasted on her face. Uncle Weiss wrapped his arm around her and held her, with tears falling as well. And with that, I knew I was wanted and loved.
Time stood still and life was bliss. A heavenly few minutes, I never wanted to end. My thoughts did not linger on the past, they did not think of the future; they just lived in the present, not hoping or praying. Just now was where I lived. Because I knew not of what was to come, and I wanted to savor this moment, because if tomorrow came and I was taken back to be Sarah, this time would hold me safe forever.
My father whisper I love you in my ear and I snuggled into his chest even more. But my hopes of staying in his arms for eternity were shaken as three beepers stimuli went off. A tired groan went throughout the room as if their lives were not truly theirs.
My body was released from my father's warm embrace. His lips brushed my forehead before he stood up and let my mother have her turn. She took me in her arms and held me. I teardrop fell onto my shoulder and I looked up to see her face filled with such sorrow.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart." My mother whispered painfully in my ear.
And said that; they were all gone. I held that memory in my mind as if like a video recording. I kept them repeating so I would know they were real. My father's eyes, his strong embrace; my mother's loving voice, her tears falling; I needed to know in my mind, they were real. Or else they would sink into my memories and become yet another figment of my dreams.
I knew not if they would return, but my heart told me they would. They loved me and they wanted me, what more could I ever ask for. For 25 minutes I had been held in my father's arms and 30 minutes people that loved me so dearly had surrounded me. The dreams I had always had were nothing compared to the devotion I felt now.
For seven years I had no one. I had no name, no family, no home to call my own. And after seven years of solitude and nothing of my own, I have longed for safety, love and far away from death and sorrow, and at such a young age it doesn't seem like a lot to ask.
For my whole life no one had been there for me, and now I was meeting these people, with a prayer they would never leave. And in my heart I knew they wouldn't. They never truly wanted to give me up, and they never wanted me to live a life of fear. But they had to, and I did. Life is funny that way!
Author's Note: Basically I'm just gonna say PLEASE, PLEASE Gets on knees and begs PLEASE give me a review! Motivation is a miracle worker with the physically handicap!
Any who...gimme a review and I'm make a deal with you, I'll review one of your stories if you gimme a review!
Laterz
HAPPY SUMMER
Author's Note: Okay I HAVE NOT been in writing-stories mood. My fingers hurt and it's painful to type, but ya know I decided to slowly start updating again! YAH ON ME! Probably just 1 or 2 more chappies, and then this story will be finished!!!!!
On with thy story
"Happy birthday sweetheart!" The woman, no my mother, came in with a smile on her face and a big box in her arms. But I looked at her oddly; today wasn't my birthday... was it? My birthdays had been scattered through out the months, never did I know when I was truly born. I had never had a birthday of my own, or a name, a family, or a home. And suddenly I had them. "June 15th, the day I gave birth to you."
"For real?" I questioned, not truly believing her words.
"For real!" Her voice was honest and loving, and I believed her. Both of our faces were pasted with looks of pure joy, and someone else unnoticed entered the room and stood quietly watching us.
"Sweetie, I have someone I would like you to meet," And then the other presence came out from the darkness, and instantly I recognized him. His eyes were electric, an impossible green I had seen on one other person only once, myself. A gasp escaped my mouth as I realized my life would never again be the same. "Gabrielle, this is Vaughn; your father."
"I know." I told her no breaking my gaze with my father, green met green. Neither of us wanted to part, no now not ever. Eyes told you everything about a person, their pain and joy. Each person had a story to tell and the story would reveal theirselves when you look deeply in their eyes and listen. Vaughn's, my father's, told of death, sorrow, and still love. And I knew instantly I was staring at a man who never wanted to give me up and who never wanted me to live the life I had. And just to make sure of myself; I whispered an echo. "I know"
"Well, hug already!" Uncle Weiss stood in the doorway with a tear forming in his eye.
I smiled and my father stepped forward. His faced looked unsure, trying to discern if this was real. A moment passed as he stared at me in love and hope. He moved closer and sat on my bedside. Genteelly he touched my face and wiped a stray tear that had fallen from my eye. And then slowly he wrapped me in his arms.
My mother watched leaning against Uncle Weiss with tears rolling down her cheeks and a grin of happiness pasted on her face. Uncle Weiss wrapped his arm around her and held her, with tears falling as well. And with that, I knew I was wanted and loved.
Time stood still and life was bliss. A heavenly few minutes, I never wanted to end. My thoughts did not linger on the past, they did not think of the future; they just lived in the present, not hoping or praying. Just now was where I lived. Because I knew not of what was to come, and I wanted to savor this moment, because if tomorrow came and I was taken back to be Sarah, this time would hold me safe forever.
My father whisper I love you in my ear and I snuggled into his chest even more. But my hopes of staying in his arms for eternity were shaken as three beepers stimuli went off. A tired groan went throughout the room as if their lives were not truly theirs.
My body was released from my father's warm embrace. His lips brushed my forehead before he stood up and let my mother have her turn. She took me in her arms and held me. I teardrop fell onto my shoulder and I looked up to see her face filled with such sorrow.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart." My mother whispered painfully in my ear.
And said that; they were all gone. I held that memory in my mind as if like a video recording. I kept them repeating so I would know they were real. My father's eyes, his strong embrace; my mother's loving voice, her tears falling; I needed to know in my mind, they were real. Or else they would sink into my memories and become yet another figment of my dreams.
I knew not if they would return, but my heart told me they would. They loved me and they wanted me, what more could I ever ask for. For 25 minutes I had been held in my father's arms and 30 minutes people that loved me so dearly had surrounded me. The dreams I had always had were nothing compared to the devotion I felt now.
For seven years I had no one. I had no name, no family, no home to call my own. And after seven years of solitude and nothing of my own, I have longed for safety, love and far away from death and sorrow, and at such a young age it doesn't seem like a lot to ask.
For my whole life no one had been there for me, and now I was meeting these people, with a prayer they would never leave. And in my heart I knew they wouldn't. They never truly wanted to give me up, and they never wanted me to live a life of fear. But they had to, and I did. Life is funny that way!
Author's Note: Basically I'm just gonna say PLEASE, PLEASE Gets on knees and begs PLEASE give me a review! Motivation is a miracle worker with the physically handicap!
Any who...gimme a review and I'm make a deal with you, I'll review one of your stories if you gimme a review!
Laterz
HAPPY SUMMER