segunda-feira, 14 de outubro de 2013

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For those who do not know me , I'm telling my story , I am the second daughter of the King and Queen Marion Oritel , few know of my existence because I almost lost my mother even before I was born, she began to feel ill , very ill , and she had to stay home the rest of the pregnancy until I was born , she is a warrior , so yeah , I could not be here if not for her to agree to be months resting , doing nothing , just lying in bed , the care my dad and my sister , then I say them . My birth was celebrated throughout the kingdom , as it almost caused his death , I was born on the 15th month in December , at dawn , the dark brown hair green eyes , hair like that of my father and my mother's eyes , I remember when I was born , my mother laughed in relief and caressed my face .
 Now let's talk about my father and my sister , my father is a good father , very concerned that growing and have dated and married, and disappear , but it is cool, a bit more annoying is cool, ok , now my sister , older , well my older sister is gentle , and sometimes it's very childish , and I 'm the youngest so far yet. 
Ok , today is Monday , and I'm already late to go to breakfast , my mother whenever I or my sister to down to breakfast , something bad would have happened , so I have to go really fast , these last few days I have been walking with a book , a journal around, Dad has irritated me a lot with this, but now I can not find my book , my journal , so I went very slowly , and sad for breakfast , then came and sat in my seat , between my sister and Mom , and Mom has just said : 
_ Took to get down , and this sad , did something happen ? 
_ I can not find my book ... 
It was my mother who told me , was my father : 
_ Have you looked under the bed ? you practically sleeps with the book , must have dropped 
_ Your father is right , but you will only do so after breakfast ! I can help you if you want, we can buy another book if you can not find , we will now take your breakfast ok ?
 I obeyed my mother , but can not stop thinking about my book , if someone could find if anyone reads it , my life just to make matters worse my father , who had been silent for a bit , then said : 
_ What you both write that book ? 
I did not answer I knew if I did not speak to anything he would change the subject , did not ... more 
_ What a 4 year old girl writes a book ? 
Okay I have 4 years, but I think much better than girls that age , speak better , but for my voice is childish .... good as soon as I finished my breakfast, then I went to look for my book, Mom was with me , I looked under the bed, and low places , and Mom looking on the shelves , and for those who have not realized my sister had gone to shopping with friends , well I tried , tried , tried , when it finally comes out from under the bed , Mom was holding the book , and when he saw me he said : 
_ I think I found 
I got up from the floor and ran to hug her tight around the waist :
 _ Thank you Mom ! 
Mom stroked my hair and said :
 _ There was nothing darling , now take care not to lose the book again ... 
_ I promise 
Mom continued stroking my hair and said : 
_ You are so sweet dear 
Well, my sister arrived soon , and Mom was talking to her , and left me with the book in my room, I was there in the room with my book , I did not write anything, I fell asleep too early , a very strange way I was lying in bed on the contrary , and lay on top of my book , it was like 4 pm and I was there sleeping , unlike all in bed , do not know when I went until I felt a hand stroking my hair , and I woke up , it was just seeing mama, she said : 
_ If you like sleeping will wake up sore all over 
_ Mom ?
 _ You do not look too good , wants to play with mommy ? 
_ No mommy , do not want to play 
_ So what my baby wants ? on ? can talk with mom ... 
_ My head hurts Mommy 
Mom then started stroking my face and said :
 _ Here Comes the lap of mother 
I went and she picked me up like a baby , as she holds me , and I do not know how I slept so fast , Mom 's lap is so comfortable , and she was stroking my face .
 I woke up and went back to sleep in the lap of the mother , the second time I did it , I accidentally pulled the hair of the mother , and slept well holding her hair , and listening to her talking about it in my ear : 
_ Mama 's here , go back to sleep dear
 I slept when I was waking up , Mom's hand caressing my face , and she holding me beside her

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