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I miss those days hanging out with peolple that no matter what they did...they desrve my smile because they made this world the best place worth exploring....some times you think the world should be a certain way and that god acknowledge it...telling you wait and you will see...I met my dad when he was my baby boy...he new that well...I was smething or someone that was never treated accordingly...he knew...you are a girl...what happen...I dont know....it is what it is but at least...you can tell father, you knew my secret...nobody in this world new....it was a cruel world for me and I prtended to accept all the consecuences that thought a failure was...they made it clear for who ever dare to challenged it...I made a fast desition and got to my mom also...they made me feel that I was worth being with...we had fun at every place we ever visit...I wanted to see superheros in my reality...they made sure that I knew that me still being a kid never ever stopped believing that I was going to make that possible, who could ask for anything like that??...because..this incubator lady...well...they were out to make sure that..they wanted to make this world something that we should never let anything tell us that we dont have what it takes just for being willing to see that there is someone that will always want to believe in some thing greater that ourselves...well, when you believe in some one...is not just for now...thats your present...a hero is when..the past does not matter no more and its the future of things that should not ever tempt you...save this moment...if ever feel that you are lost and nothing has you...love will ground...trust it...you will know that real love will never let you go...and show you the way that the pain of it all... you just need to walk it off semper fidelis...it means that you believe that that how things should have a standard...being professionals is something that was never a subject in this book that some left just for me...use...fuck that shit...how can you?...magic is never having to control anyone or anything..this place is bullshit...i was young...i looked around because...yeah...I was scared...spooky...hope that no one heard it...never said it...cant read minds...barely started reading...fuck school....i got corrupted with some nice toys..in my pillow..I would keep my eyes shut...it was torture trying to find a reason...ideas of running away.  well...at least imagination played with me...thats all we have...that should be enough...but who am I?..scared of my reflection too...i was a wimp...

the voice of god...Yeah...had to tell someone...this doctor...I talk to it I...to god...they dont believe...giving up...when I signed...we seem to forget where we came fromm and where we were heading..survive...evade...resist and...scape...if captured....name.and your rank...let them know your level.of security clearance...do what they ask...dont be stupid and get your self kill..stupid i sure was...eho the fuck woul like to live for ever..no shit...sorrounded by friends...can find the enemy...easy...enjoy the cake...save a piece of it fir that special some one...yeah...she will get my...drift...