The Teachings Of Life

 

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 As a young child, I was never too close to other people... always taught by the elders that strangers were a fearful thing to approach. I grew to become isolated knowing more of what a solitary life signifies than a sociable one means.


Raised between tender hearted sisters and a caring brother, to me this existence of mine couldn't appear much more splendid. Adding to this blissful love the cousinhood I seek whenever life puzzled me around its dark corners. They were sensible, benevolent, certain of all mature enough to be conscious of how to treat a connection of blood.


Not long did days pass before me waving in mockery to my thinking, one I thought was but innocent...that I could survive... solely by clenching to few members I grew unseparated from. Only now I realize that the ridicule was meant to stand there so huge as of to mark me in bold that,


" Unlike a doll, the person can be a friend but one that can never be bought nor guaranteed a stay nor owned, no matter how seriously far you are ready to sacrifice."

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