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Locked tight yet always near ready for when I need. A memory that I can reach that I can quickly find. A treasure that all of us have something that we all cherish. A common thread everyone human possesses, personal and unique. Nobody can judge it and nobody can can relate. It's the one thing we each cherish tight Without ever feeling guilt. My image and moment in time pops in and out when needed. A day I decided I want to express my artistic side. My Light Bright set that I loved so much seemed so colorful but too small. I proceeded to get my markers and color my closet walls. Happy sun and smiley faces and stick figures of my mom and dad. Look everyone what do you think? Why are you yelling Mom? Oh your right, that's why you bought blank paper so I could paint. I thought the walls were a little too dull, fine I'll run now as far as I can go. I'll get punished even if i try to explain. On my return home, I was ready for terror, but instead found peace. My father who usually was Mr. Strict, smiled a little. I sensed a secret pact. At that moment he calmed my mom instead of the opposite way. Being a man of little words, emotionally bankrupt I'd say. He just said don't draw on the walls, when I wanted to create my own world. As young as I was, I somehow understood, for he spoke with his body instead. He was my hero even though I was secretly scared of him. Try growing up with your example to follow being not just a man that flies. A pilot that safely takes people under his wing. Also a mentor who every night risked his life patroling the streets. I maybe grew up with heart that gives so much more than she receives. However this girl is also a soldier only wishing for what's best with good deeds. I should have turned out as stiff and as hard as he showed as a cop and pilot. I took the lessons that I needed to take being both loving and protective of my life. There is no way I can be one without the other. When I love I immediately change into armor. After getting to know me you will quickly learn its what makes me special, I have no choice, it's just me.

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Date: 6/27/2011 8:08:00 AM
excellent creativity Kristen.. one of your very best luv.. so intense and dramatic with flares of romance too..luv..
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