Author's e-books - death. Page - 8
I was just getting in the shower and when I got out, my children weren't anywhere to be found. Someone took my babies and I will not stop fighting til I find them and kill the person who took them away from me. The people who took my children wanted me to random things but each time they get harder. I have 72 hours to do fifty different tasks. They told me that they wanted to hurt me, but why? Will i get my kids back on time?
Some times you just need to rant. I'm like that.
A poem about life and death.
When I close my eyes, he's always smiling. Even when he was sad, he was always smiling. His eyes were the only giveaway to the pain he tried so desperately to hide.
I was just getting in the shower and when I got out, my children weren't anywhere to be found. Someone took my babies and I will not stop fighting til I find them and kill the person who took them away from me. The people who took my children wanted me to random things but each time they get harder. I have 72 hours to do fifty different tasks. They told me that they wanted to hurt me, but why? Will i get my kids back on time?
Some times you just need to rant. I'm like that.
A poem about life and death.
When I close my eyes, he's always smiling. Even when he was sad, he was always smiling. His eyes were the only giveaway to the pain he tried so desperately to hide.