Milahi loves her family. She loves her community. She loves her people. She works hard at the cafe six days a week. They don't have much. But they have each other. They make sure they have each other no matter what. And that's strength.
She's blessed as much as she's cursed.
As much as the Lords have every piece of her, they don't have her soul.
Monday through Saturday are days for misery.
Sundays are days for joy. For rebellion. For hope.
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Madonna sold more albums than any other female artist. She had just as many hits as the Beatles or Elvis. She is now 61 and still thinks she has a lot to give. The problem is she is getting old and cannot accept this. The public also thinks Madonna is old and new popstars now dominate the Charts.
This is a fictitious story of Madonna's struggle on getting old and finding her place in the music industry today.
Sitting in their dimly lit living room as they wait for the arrival of their mother and wife. The two talk about nature and its beauty.
Did it really look that pretty?
It sure did kiddo. It was magnificent and it makes me sad you didn't see it.
What happened again Dad? What happened to nature? You said there were pretty trees and flowers. That there were little ponds of water that glistened in the sunlight. What happened when you were younger?
I'm back! I finally got my motivation to finish this, but give me a little bit more time to get started up on the next chapter.
Dreams can only do so much. Wishes can only make you so hopeful while saying it. Notes that they leave behind only hurt you more than they had intended to. But as Birdie Walterson leaves these things behind, her rope tugs her towards more dangerous, more exhilarating adventures. It ties to new strangers on her quest to find her mother, the treasure. However, the new ones might not be who she thinks they are, and maybe her mother holds onto a secret that is yet to be found out.
Along the rugged path to the X mark, she realizes what love, youth, and forgiveness trulymeans, and what freedom tastes like before normality washes over her mind and soul like a ship's deck. And maybe the good might be the bad or the bad might be the good...
Lastly, normalwon't exist after the experience she's gone through; but that's all at the end. Focusing on the present is the best thing to do before dreams, notes, and wishes are left behind.
Luna is an assassin for hire. She loves the thrill of the chase, the victory of a fresh kill.
One issue: She doesn't have her licence to kill yet. She has her permit, but that comes with issues. No killing at night, keeping a log of her murders, and someone has to chaperon her, and no one is available except her mom. And while her brownies are excellent, it sort of kills the mood.