Dear John,
Wingapo,
I miss you. I miss u so much it hurts. I am forever grateful that u took a bullet for my father but it broke my hart-, hart when u left- but I knew it was for the best- u needed to get healed, the only chance u had of surviving was if u went back to England.
I remember I showed u so many things: a wolf crying to the blue maïs moon, the grinning bobcat, mountains, I taught u to paint with all the colors of the wind.
There's a full moon tonight, it reminds me of you, half a world away.
A few days together, that's all it took, a few days for me to fall in love with you.
It's amazing what u can do in such a small time.
The problem with time is that eventually time always runs out.
I have no idea where u are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago.
But tonight, tonight you're here with me.
Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever.
I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the dag that you’ll take me in your arms again.
Please write back John, tell me everything, that way we can still be with each other even though your half a world away.
Ana,
With love from,
Pocahontas
Wingapo,
I miss you. I miss u so much it hurts. I am forever grateful that u took a bullet for my father but it broke my hart-, hart when u left- but I knew it was for the best- u needed to get healed, the only chance u had of surviving was if u went back to England.
I remember I showed u so many things: a wolf crying to the blue maïs moon, the grinning bobcat, mountains, I taught u to paint with all the colors of the wind.
There's a full moon tonight, it reminds me of you, half a world away.
A few days together, that's all it took, a few days for me to fall in love with you.
It's amazing what u can do in such a small time.
The problem with time is that eventually time always runs out.
I have no idea where u are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago.
But tonight, tonight you're here with me.
Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever.
I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the dag that you’ll take me in your arms again.
Please write back John, tell me everything, that way we can still be with each other even though your half a world away.
Ana,
With love from,
Pocahontas
My name is Basìlìa, I'm white, I have blond hair and I'm very skinny, as in I'm very undersized. I don't want to get deep into things but I'm a lonely kid, I'm bulled, I have dyslexia and I can't do any physical activity. I have diabetes, and no friends.
On the happier side my favoriete princess is Belle because she was the only one who could cheer me up every weekend I went to the hospital.
I'm thirteen, I also like jasmijn andSnowWhite. And my favoriete movie is Cloud9 because it taught me that I can do anything if I really try, and I always thought I couldn't do anything, but I can play the piano really good, my mom is very inspiring because she could do the impossible
Sorry if some of my writing was choppy, when I type my hand shake, they always do that.
I hope u guys will like me.
On the happier side my favoriete princess is Belle because she was the only one who could cheer me up every weekend I went to the hospital.
I'm thirteen, I also like jasmijn andSnowWhite. And my favoriete movie is Cloud9 because it taught me that I can do anything if I really try, and I always thought I couldn't do anything, but I can play the piano really good, my mom is very inspiring because she could do the impossible
Sorry if some of my writing was choppy, when I type my hand shake, they always do that.
I hope u guys will like me.