Some memories are hard to let go of like to one that keeps repeating in my head , memories of when my two most precious jewels were given life . I quite remember , I stood at the balcony of our home watching the stars in the mid night sky . Sleep was far from me with the thoughts on my mind . I wondered if I would be a good mother . If I would be able to give the love my twins needed to them. I was scared . Scared that I won't be what they needed . Being in my last week of pregnancy I had become an emotional wreck. I placed my hand on my bloated tummy feeling some contractions. I felt a hand on my shoulders and I turned and melted in his embrace . Henry had always being there for me even at times I feared I won't be a good mother . He was my strength so far . Throughout these nine months he had tolerated my mood swings without a single complaint . Even at night time when I craved strange things he found ways and means to get it for me. He even stocked the freezer with lots of strawb

Moral lessonA scar tells your story of how you survived . Never be ashamed of a scar. It means you were stronger than whatever tried to hurt you.Each scar I’ve gained has been a badge of survival. It tells me that I was strong enough to beat something. It shows me the strength my body has to overcome whatever is thrown at it. Everyday I look back at my scars and I think about the stories behind them .They’re a sign of survival.The moral lesson for the story is to never give up . Sure there might be ups and downs but let's not forget that there is always light at the end of the tunnel.Thank you So, we have come to the end of yet another book and I just wanted to say a big thank you . I got to a point I wanted to give up writing but some of you came in my message board asking for more update to those of you that are writers you know how much of a push that is , so , thank you so your support.

EmilyLife can sometimes hit you real bad. To think that you will wake up everyday and see that beautiful face . That face that means the world to you . To come back from work and be greeted by that person . I had just closed from school and I decided to go to the nearby food stand I saw ,since I can't live with an empty stomach I'll probably die . I sat under the tree at the corner , put out my notepad and began doing my homework . I love nature and everything but I go by one rule you hate me, I hate you .Sitting under the tree listening to the whistling sound of the air passing through the leaves I felt a chilly breeze along my skin . The Rusty looking leaves creating melodious tunes as they begin to sway . The blue sky loosing sight of its cloud as the sun gradually begins to move descending lower and lower until it disappears . My lunch was then placed in front of me .I shut my notepad as I picked my fork and dipped it into my fries and chicken. " Oh God! , the food is so good