the perfect hiding place between the books, where to hide his stash of halloween, easter and christmas confectionary. He was yet to conform to society, or learn his own beliefs. He was completely uncorrupted, stained, or hurt which could only be the direct result of life. He was still perfection and I loved him with all I had. You see the families in the picture frames in the shops. The ideal family with the mother, the father, the son and the daughter together at the beach. In my picture there…
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