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The ground and I are good friends We have shared a few encounters The first encounter was when my Dad went to prepare our mansion in heaven with Angels I was only seven The second encounter was when we had to move from our house and town to live with Granny and Pops My mom's folks I experienced melancholy Little did I know that Melancholy signified my fourth encounter with the ground Pops He touched me made me roll the rubber down his manhood He put his ugly cigarette thick fingers in my cookie jar I was only nine That wasn't enough He would wake me up in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep and say Angel let us go watch the stars I wouldn't say no to watching stars that's my favorite thing to do especially late at night That's when my Fifth encounter with the ground occurred Pops told me that if I scream he will ensure that he throws myself and baby sister out I remembered that we had nowhere to go so I obeyed The ground and I became one at this point for nine years I didn't tell moms for I didn't wanna ruin her relationship with her folks She had business trips all the time to ensure that we have all we need Pops is dead anyways The sixth encounter was when moms told me she doesn't trust me That ripped me into microscopic pieces Luckily we are now good friends And the rest of encounters are when my "true loves" chopped my heart into cubes Oh there is encounter it happened when I found out that I have an extra year  in High School But now all is well I'm not afraid to fall For the ground and I are friends I always standup even if it takes years sometimes The fall made me who I am now
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
The ground and I
The ground and I are good friends We have shared a few encounters The first encounter was when my Dad went to prepare our mansion in heaven with Angels I was only seven The second encounter was when we had to move from our house and town to live with Granny and Pops My mom's folks I experienced melancholy Little did I know that Melancholy signified my fourth encounter with the ground Pops He touched me made me roll the rubber down his manhood He put his ugly cigarette thick fingers in my cookie jar I was only nine That wasn't enough He would wake me up in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep and say Angel let us go watch the stars I wouldn't say no to watching stars that's my favorite thing to do especially late at night That's when my Fifth encounter with the ground occurred Pops told me that if I scream he will ensure that he throws myself and baby sister out I remembered that we had nowhere to go so I obeyed The ground and I became one at this point for nine years I didn't tell moms for I didn't wanna ruin her relationship with her folks She had business trips all the time to ensure that we have all we need Pops is dead anyways The sixth encounter was when moms told me she doesn't trust me That ripped me into microscopic pieces Luckily we are now good friends And the rest of encounters are when my "true loves" chopped my heart into cubes Oh there is encounter it happened when I found out that I have an extra year  in High School But now all is well I'm not afraid to fall For the ground and I are friends I always standup even if it takes years sometimes The fall made me who I am now
Don't be afraid of falling. There's good outcomes in falling. You just have to rise. Pick up your shoes and start walking into your destined place. You can do it ***
#life#falling#wounds
anita-daniel
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anita-daniel
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
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