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Dear Mam Thinking of you always missing you constantly love you forever

I do believe that I've mastered the art of fake smileing. I had to for a while, because I really didn't have much to smile about. But when I look at that frame above my bed, the one you guys made for me, all I see is good times, no fake smiles here, just happy memories of good days. And If the photo isn't of a smile, it's of a face or a guesture that makes me smile, or maybe it's just the familiar face it self that makes me smile? I don't know, but either way, my heart just bursts when I see them. Those where the times when I had no reason to fake a smile, and everytime I see those photos that you's so carfully put together there is not suc

Never one to be superstisious I went about my normal routine on friday the thirteenth. I watched as silly little people jumped out of the way of black cats and being oh so carful not to walk over three drains. Too busy concentrating on superstisious happening going on around me I didn't watch were I was going and I walked right into a man carrying a mirror and I watched as it                    s  m  a  s   h  e  d into a thousand peices. Of course I apologised to the man for smashing his Mirror and I carried on walking as he muttered about 7 years bad luck and again I stoped concentrating on where I was going. Th

"Where are you going?" I asked Alec. Alec turned me, his golden eyes glistening with mischeif. "Away." He smiled my favourite crooked smile. I looked around my broken room from sitting on the bed. I got off the bed and walked towards Alec, feeling the shattered glass from the mirror dig and cut into my bare feet. I clasped my skinny arms around Alec's waist and murmered into his shirt. "Please don't go Alec, mummy will be ever so mad when she see the mess we've made." Alec unclasped my arms from and bent down to my level, shaking his bronze hair from his eyes. "The mess youMade, not us." "But you told me to do it!" I crossed my arms acros