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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Apr 14, 2011 21:22:51 GMT -5
Prologue
This is the sad story about a cancer patient whom tours United States and Canada with her loving cousin, Ryan Kelly, as she receives special treatment after her mum, dad and older sister died during cemo.
Part 1
"Jennie, I love you no matter what happens." That was the last thing I heard before I went through my first treatment test. My name is Jennie Kelly, I'm a 14 year old cancer patient; I lost my mum, dad and older sister to cancer last year; August 25, 2007 I got the news I had cancer; since my other family died, I moved from Donegal to live with my older cousin, Ryan Kelly, in The Moy. I was at fist scared of loosing my life, but Ryan kept my hopes up. It's a week before Ryan flys to America to tour "Celtic Thunder: The Show." His producer, Sharon Browne, was planning on visiting today, to see how I was. "Jennie, Sharon is nice; no need to become shy like you always are," Ryan joked to me. "I'm sorry I'm shy. I know Sharon is nice, I just never really met her," I smiled getting a wee bit shy. I was sitting on the window seal in my bedroom looking out into the mist-full rain pouring down on the house. "Ryan, are you here?" I heard Sharon ask from the front room. I went quiet and swallowed hard as Ryan hugged me tight. "We're in Jennie's room, Sharon," Ryan answered sitting in front of me. I peaked over his shoulder, from behind his neck, and saw a lady with a big smile on her face. "Who is that hiding behind you?" she asked. I locked up, wrapped my hands around Ryan's stomach, forgetting about the hospital bands, and kept hiding. "This is the cousin that I talk about. Sorry she's really shy, she was fine not long ago," Ryan answered covering the bands with his hands. "She looks like you," Sharon mentioned looking at the pictures of us two in my pictures, "She doesn't seem shy to the camera." I smiled, "Thank you." My stomach ached, as I ran to the restroom and puked. Ryan hurried in to find me in a ball, crying and breathing hard. "Jennie, are you okay?" he asked me as I heard Sharon's footsteps follow. I hugged Ryan as he whispered, "Everything is going to be alright without me." I didn't want him to leave me in the hospital for the months he would be gone. "Ryan, may I talk to you about something?" she asked. I stood up and laid on my bed, closing the door behind just enough to still hear the conversation. "Do you want Jennie to come with you?" she asked. "It would be great but I don't think the doctors will allow it. She has medicine because she can't go through cemo. It killed her mum, dad and sister. She doesn't want to be the fourth and no one else does either. It must be approved by the doctor," Ryan stated making a point I wouldn't of thought about but bringing a point I didn't want to think about. "I can get it approved and she can come with us to America. Don't you think she would like it?" "She would love to, but she knows she can't. I don't want her to get sick worst." "She won't. We can bring a doctor with us like Damian and his tutor." Damian, who is Damian? "Are you sure Phill will say yes?" "I'm sure he will, and the other lads would love to meet her. Tell her to packer her bags, she's coming to America." I jumped off my bed and looked at myself in my mirror, examine myself close. My black hair was long than the height of the Statue of Liberty; my bright blue eyes duller than Ryan's when he found out I had cancer; my body was tall, yet I was skinnier than a newly sprung branch from an Oak Tree; I saw a true cancer patient awaiting to find a cure. I heard Ryan's cough and him saying, "Your coming with the lads and I on tour." My body froze of excitement as I felt Sharon begin to braid my hair back. "Your beautiful, no matter what people say of you. Cancer won't stop anything," Sharon whispered into my ear. I felt a tear brush down my cheek which Ryan whipped off. "We've never properly met each other. I'm Jennie, and I have no reason in this life but Ryan and," I started but couldn't finish. "I'm Sharon, and I make dreams come true. May I choose you?" she asked me. I laughed, turned around and gave her a hug once she finished tying the braid back. She realised me, "May I help you pack?" "Where do we start?" I asked opening all of my drawers and closet door, so she could see just how much I had to choose from. "Where did you get all this from, Ryan?" she asked. "It's not easy as you think. A lot of people donate some, family buys some and I do the rest," Ryan laughed, "She's never met the other family." Sharon and I began packing a wee bit of my clothes as Ryan helped choose just what to pack and what not to. The craic was good and I began to become less shy around Sharon, though my worry was with the other lads of Celtic Thunder I hadn't once met before.
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Apr 14, 2011 21:28:02 GMT -5
Update soon!
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Post by DaughterofOphelia on Apr 14, 2011 21:29:06 GMT -5
Ok, WONDERFUL so far!!!!!!!!!! I know you just posted this but you gotta Update!!!!!
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Post by GalwayGirl on Apr 14, 2011 21:36:29 GMT -5
Update soon!!!!!!!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2011 21:42:51 GMT -5
aww i am loving this please update
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Post by celticbear on Apr 14, 2011 23:17:02 GMT -5
Jennie! You are off to a great start with this one! UPDATE SOON! CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HOW DAMO REACTS TO JEN! I SMELL A CT *YOUNG LOVE* BREWING!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Apr 16, 2011 22:27:36 GMT -5
Part 2
I awoke the next day sleeping on the living room coach. Ryan was in his room finishing his packing. I walked into the room knocking first. "Ryan, did you see the doctor?" I asked him. "He said yes. Sharon is getting one of the doctors to come with us. Everything is going to be alright when we're gone. We're going to meet the other lads today. You need to break your shyness with the others," I began worried when Ryan said that. "Must I meet them? They're all older or as old as you, none are my age." "Damian is a year older than you. Keith is 7 years older but you have Damian still. Your not going to be alone. This is why Sharon wants you to meet the lads. It'll be good for you." I shamefully walked back into my room and sat on the window seal. I cracked the window a wee bit open to feel the breeze rush through The Moy grass. I don't know how Ryan believes we can leave this home. You could feel the rain and the wind blow on you, but at any moment it could stop. It didn't for me, though I wish it had sooner or later. "Jennie, are you," Ryan began walking into my room looking at me, "I'm sorry it's not going to be the same. The wind won't be with you and you'll be in a different environment." "I want to go bad, I just don't know how I can leave this," I whispered drawing a heart that said inside 'Jennie + The Moy'. "The Moy will always be here," Ryan pointed to my heart, "here in your heart just like mine. Donegal though is here in your mind, your place you will be from is always in your mind. Come on, Sharon's waiting with the lads," Ryan held me and brought me to the car. We drove 2 hours to Dublin; though I slept much of the time, I could hear Ryan sing to his and my favourite songs on the radio. I awoke when we arrived at the studio, where Sharon had everything planed out. "Hey Jennie, the first thing Damian realises is going to be those bands," Sharon told me. I put my hands on the bands not wanting to hide something so important to me to a kid a year older in age. "Jennie, don't worry about them. He's should find out first before anyone else," Ryan whispered. I wanted to show it to everyone but I feel like it was a secret to Ryan and I just being broken by others. "I don't want it to be public, it's my story," I whispered back as Sharon brought us into a room where I saw 6 men ranging in age. "Hello Ryan! Who's this girl?" a young boy asked grabbing my bands, "I'm Damian McGinty." "Her name is Jennie, she's my 14 year old cousin," Ryan said as I froze up watching Damian read the bands. "Cancer but no chemo? Is there a reason?" "Her parents and older sister died from chemo. She's going through oral so she doesn't lose her hair or have the risk of dying." "Oh my, I'm George," an old bald guy came over shaking my hand, "She's so precious for living with cancer. She's how old?" "15 September 9th, she shares her birthday with Damian," Ryan noted something I didn't even want to know. I elbowed him in the stomach and walked out of the room. I didn't want to be with them, I didn't feel safe around them and just barely Sharon. "Jennie, what's wrong about them?" Ryan asked me. "I don't want to be with them. I want to be with them on tour. I just don't like how Damian questioned the bands. It's my life." "Sharon worn you about it already. Trust me he won't invade your privacy anymore." I walked back into the room and gave Damian a hug whispering, "My life is torture, I can't live life a normal person, like Ryan, would. I've never been the open person; and when you grabbed my bands, I couldn't breath, I couldn't remember how to live, I felt nothing." "Damian, she's shy. She had self problems. She can't stand being around new people. She's going to change so much during the tour, watch it," Ryan let put facts I didn't want anyone to know. "I hate you, Ryan! I HATE YOU SO MUCH! I don't see why your telling him all these things that I never wanted anyone to know! I don't see why I have to be the one living with cancer! I WANT TO DIE!" I yelled pushing Ryan to the wall crying. I dropped to the ground and put my head on my knees, "I hate you Ryan." "Don't mind her, she's to afraid and shy to tell people her life. She'd be better off going through chemo, than touring with us," Ryan joked. "I hate you Ryan," I continued to say over and over again. Ryan couldn't take the same words being repeated so many times he sat next to me. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for saying everything. Please, Jennie, please forgive me?" he apologised. "Don't say a word. I can't take it anymore," I cried hugging Ryan. I tried to stop but I couldn't. I didn't talk the rest of the time we all were in the room. I stayed watching and memorising everybody's name, what they liked to do and everything about them. Ryan was my favourite, he related the most to me, he was my cousin.
Last Time In The Moy
I awoke with all my bags packed next to my window seal. 14 hour flight was ahead of me. I had never been on a plane in my life, so hadn't Ryan either. "Jennie, your still shy around the lads. Are you sure your going to be okay?" Ryan asked knocking on my door. "I want to go. I don't want to stay here alone. I have no family besides you. I want to come," I told him grabbing my bags. We walked our bags to Ryan's car and sat in it for a wee bit. "You can't do anything stupid during tour. Especially, no drinking since the doctor is with us and it's illegal there and here." "Don't drink in front of me then. I don't like the fact I have to go through the oral chemo still." "You want to lose your hair and have to be in the hospital longer? Remember how your parents and sister died. Do you want that to happen to you?" "Are you stupid? No." "Then we have to do the oral. Trust me the lads are here for you. I'm here for you tell death. Don't ever think about death," Ryan hugged me and we drove to the airport. Ryan slept most of the time on the plane, I don't know how he could do it. We waited 3 hours to board the plane first, and the plane was on a delay from storms in The Moy. The hardest time in my life with Ryan started NOW.....
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Post by celticbear on Apr 16, 2011 23:05:21 GMT -5
WOW! Jennie this was one powerful Update! I'm guessing since you are putting *Jennie* at 15 on Damo's B-day and Damo is a year older than her. Than I'm guessing this is the 08 tour! since it was during that tour,Damo turned 16! I hope she learns to trust the Lads More! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Apr 17, 2011 19:42:56 GMT -5
Part 3
I never was told how this tour went, for what cities we went to and what day it was. Everything was a blur to me, but I didn't want to ask Ryan every time we went to a new state, which one it was. I knew nothing about America, except that it had a better economy than Ireland. Because I'm homeschool, Sharon told me I had to have the same tutor as Damian, this was not going to be fun at all. "Ryan, wake up, we're landing," I shook him. He opened his eyes and looked at the time. "11 in the afternoon in The Moy, but it's only 6 here. We'll get something to eat on the way to meet Sharon," Ryan explained. My stomach growled with hunger, and my body ached knowing tomorrow I had to start back the Oral Chemo with the others. Ryan had a worried face on him as we walked off the plane into the new world. Sharon stood in the airport waiting for everyone to come. Keith sat next to her stumping a wee bit of songs on his acoustic guitar. "Hey Jennie, how was your first flight?" Sharon asked. I hesitated to answer with everyone around me, making a worried face. "She's to tired to talk. Has the doctor come?" Ryan asked. I froze and watched Keith, though he recognised it. "Come here," Keith told me. Ryan pushed me toward and I sat down next to him. He handed me the guitar and whispered in my ear, "Play your favourite childhood song, the first one you learnt." "I can't play, I'm left handed," I whispered. His eyes opened wide at Ryan. "I do talk." "Keith, don't be surprised," Ryan told as I put down Keith's guitar. I sat there looking at Ryan getting our luggage. When he came back, he handed me my guitar. I had the same as Keith sadly, but I did as Keith said, I played my favourite song. I began playing and singing only at a whisper, "Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight With people here workin' by day and by night They don't sow potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat," I stopped as Keith began playing with me. "But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street At least when I asked them that's what I was told So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold But for all that I found there I might as well be In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea," Keith sang with me. I stopped singing and he finished the rest of the song with me playing also. "When Paul coming? I need a beer," Keith complained as he put his guitar away. "His plane is just landing with George's," Sharon answered. Damian ran behind me and hugged me. "I heard you playing with Keith, your good," he whispered in my eye kissing me on the cheek, and going over to Sharon. "Help me," I mouthed to Ryan. He grabbed my hand and brought me the wall sitting next to me. "I can't stand Damian. I want to be back in The Moy." "No. You can't go back. You have to stay here with me. Relax and wait for the other lads to come," Ryan convinced me to stay after I cried trying to get to go back. Sharon walked over and whispered to Ryan, "Let's go to the bus. Everyone is waiting. Is she alright?" Ryan shook his head, "No, she's having troubles adapting to Damian. She wants to go back." Sharon picked me up and carried me to the bus, placing me on the couch. The bus had 3, triple beds, one on the left, two on the right. On the left: Damian, Paul, Keith; one the right in the front: Me, Ryan, Neil; and in the back on the right: my doctor, our tutor, George. I felt weird sleeping in the same bus with 6 guys and 2 girls, the tutor and my doctor. "Jennie, you can always come to my bus if you don't feel comfortable. We have room for you and your doctor. Just tell me anytime," Sharon whispered in my ear as I fell asleep in my bunk.
Ryan woke me up early the next day, asking me to go on an early morning run with the other lads. I agreed just because I couldn't stand being in the bus the whole time. I guess running would be counted as a change in my life because of the tour. "Damian, don't touch her!" Ryan yelled into his bunk. "Why are you so protective?" Damian asked peeking out. "Because she doesn't like you. She actually can't stand you. She can admit it to you." "Don't touch me!" I yelled pushing Ryan out of the way so I could get out of my bunk. I walked back to where my doctor was, she gave me my oral chemo medicine which seemed weird just before a run. Ryan knew I could run, he just wanted to see how I compared to the other lads. "DIDN'T I SAY NOT TO TOUCH ME? GOSH DARN IT! FRIKIN MOVE!" I yelled going back as Ryan tried to stop me and sat next to Keith who continued to strum guitar. "I don't know what's I'm going to do with her. She only feels like getting to know Keith, but if she sees him drinking in front of her, Sharon won't be the happiest," Ryan told Damian. "Does she drink? But what's she's doing is illegal, in 3 years it'll be fine," Damian responded. "No, she's going to turn out like Keith, going to the bar every night. I don't want to knows she's going to turn out like that. And she's not suppose to drink during chemo. She's been sober since she found out. Let's hope it stays that way." "Future Keith Harkin. Let's go on the run and see if she calms down," Damian encouraged jumping out of his bunk. Ryan quickly got the lads and I on the run. I began with them but couldn't stand going so slow, so I rushed ahead. Ryan yelled at me for staying ahead of everyone, even though he knew they all where running slow. I stopped off at a local Starbucks, the only place I was allergic to almost everything they sold, waiting for the others to catch up. "STARBUCKS!" Damian yelled jumping. "Why there? She's allergic to coffee," Ryan exhausted seeing me sitting on the couch.
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Post by celticbear on Apr 17, 2011 20:15:01 GMT -5
Jennie! *Jen* needs to lighten up and let the Lads get to know her! It's plan to see Damo wants to get to know her! She needs to give Damo a chance! DON'T GET ME WRONG I LOVE MY KEITH! BUT HIS HABBITS ARE NOT RIGHT FOR JEN! SHE'S BETTER OFF WITH DAMO! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Apr 18, 2011 21:28:39 GMT -5
Part 4
I wanted to be alone but wanted the others to get something I wished I wasn't allergic to. I sat there watching everyone order one after the other. Ryan put up 2 fingers at me and I knew just what it meant. "Hey, why are you so pushy to the others?" Keith asked me. "I just don't like Damian. I'm sick of him already. Why does Ryan keep getting mad at me for hanging with you?" I asked as Ryan walked behind me. "You don't need to be drinking. Your 14, that's 4 years before your even allowed. Yes you been sober since you found out about cancer. I have been since I left Donegal. I'm not your role model, Ryan is." "Jennie, you don't want to be hanging with the drunk. Here, you know what it is," Ryan told putting the tea on the table in front of me. Damian, George, Paul and Neil walked over and sat down with us. "What stage is she at?" George asked. I looked out the window trying to ignore the cancer conversation. "Stage 1, but they're treating it as Stage 2 because of the past," Ryan whispered trying to get me not to hear. The conversation dropped right after Ryan left in tears with his hot tea. Damian came over to me and reached out his hand, "I'm here for you. I know I'm annoying to you but trust me. I'm here for you no matter what." I hesitated on accepting his hand but I grabbed it to make him feel a wee bit happier. "I can't stand you. I'm sorry: your annoying, your loud, your don't give a dang about others, your occasionally self-centred," I whispered, giving him a hug I never wanted to end. "We should get your cousin before he goes crazy," that's when I ended the hug. I didn't enjoy people thinking he might go crazy. "Don't stay that," I ran toward him. "Ryan! Ryan Stop! Stop Ryan!" Ryan stopped and turned to Damian and I, "Go back to The Moy! If you don't want to be here than you don't have to! Sharon can get you on a plane before you know it!" "No. I don't want to," I told grabbing Ryan's hand with the one Damian was not holding. "You don't like Damian. What did you do?" "Nothing. He's still annoying. You told me I have to become less shy. I'm trying." "Thanks for at least trying," Ryan hugged me. The three of us walked back to the bus with the others behind us trying to catch up. I jumped on the bus and into my bunk, hoping I could skip class, though it didn't happen. The tutor came and waked me up from a short nap, insulting me with books and papers. I jumped out of the bunk grabbing my MacBook Pro and heading to the table on the other side of Damian. I grabbed my Geometry, English, World History, Science and Latin book; however, I procrastinated on working for awhile. "That's not English, I believe that's Facebook," Ryan looked closing the screen on my hands, "Work or you'd use Damo's!" "I'm working, I'm working," I opened the MacBook back up and stared outside the window into the foggy streets as we traveled, as the work was slowly finished. "Jennie, are you finished with your work? Were going to do rehearsals if you want to watch," Ryan shook me up. I had fallen asleep on the table just after finishing all the work. "I'll meet you guys there. Just tell Sharon to wait for me," I said packing my books back into the cabinet and walking to my part of the closet. I found my neon blue jeans and white tank top; quickly changing in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a girl; she was in pain; her hair was long, but looked like an moment I could loose it; her eyes were dull; she was skinny as a twig; her hands clenched knowing her cancerous cells hated her. "Jennie, Ryan told me to come get you. Calm down, your going through it right," Sharon said peaking in. She walked in and brushed my hair putting it in the long braid that my mum use to do.
"Mum, what happen to Rosalyn?" I asked, "Why did dad kill Rosalyn? She did nothing wrong, did she?" "Findabair, she was just to sick. She was to sick to survive. We all will miss Rosalyn," my mum cried.
"Sharon, my name isn't Jennie, it's actually Findabair. Ryan called me Jennie because I always wrote Jennifer on everything, not Findabair," I told her. "I like the name Findabair. But I believe Ryan was right, Jennie fits you better. Come on, he's waiting for you," she said grabbing my hand and bringing me into the building onto the stage. I stood in the middle at the empty seats, "Ryan, your playing here. I wish I could play here everyday." He walked behind me, "You'll stand here one day in front of the crowd. Just wait for what Sharon has planned."
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Apr 19, 2011 9:09:38 GMT -5
I loved it! upate sooon!
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Post by celticbear on Apr 19, 2011 22:53:26 GMT -5
Glad Jennie is starting to give Damo a chance! and the others also! Love her real name but like Ryan I prefer Jennie! I wonder what Sharon has up her sleeve for Jen! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by angelenia100 on Apr 20, 2011 11:30:46 GMT -5
UPDATE!!!!!!!!! And don't let Jenni Die!!!!!!!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Apr 20, 2011 21:57:41 GMT -5
Part 5
I walked backstage seeing everyone set up. Clothes where in one area marked for everyone; on one tag it read "Cousin Kelly" with a white dress behind it. I had no idea why it was there in my size or anything, and I wondered if it was part of the plan that I didn't know about. It must of been, why else would Sharon get a white dress in size 0? "Your wearing that tonight!" Damian yelled running over to me spinning me around. "What do you mean?" I asked stopping myself. "Sharon never told you. Your going to be apart of the show, during 'Danny Boy'. You'll love performing on stage." "No I won't! Why do you guys make me do things I DON'T WANT TO DO!" I yelled running into Sharon, who stood behind me. "You don't have to Jennie. You said you wanted to preform on stage. I was going to change it up so you could. I guess we can go back to normal plan," Sharon said hugging me tight. I didn't understand why she would all of the sudden put something so big on me. I can't take it. "Jennie, it'll be alright. I'll be there with you," Keith said coming out of the changing room. "It fits." "Must I? It's up to Ryan if I should," I said trying to break free from Sharon. "She's not going on stage. I won't let her," Ryan said grabbing his clothes. I ran toward him, breaking free from Sharon. "She's my cousin, I can let her do anything I want, and she's NOT going on stage." "What about the dress?" Damian asked. "She be in the crowd wearing it, that's all," Ryan bent down to my ear and continued, "At the end wait for your name." I wasn't allowed on the bus alone, they thought I might try to 'kill myself with medicine'. Oral chemo was ALWAYS fun to do when your doctor is continuously watching over you and talking with Ryan about what I eat, which is nothing unless someone puts it in front of me. I sat at an empty seat in the front row, playing a few songs I never wanted anyone to hear. Around the end of set up and last minute rehearsal, you could hear Ryan running around trying to find everything and place it where it needed to be. Though I was asleep, I could hear Keith playing his guitar next to me. "THAT'S FINAL!" Sharon yelled as everyone stopped and walked off stage into the audience. Ryan packed my guitar away, picked me up and followed everyone to the busses. I was placed in my bunk hearing everyone talk in the back room. "She's not diagnosed, she has a mild case. It runs in family, but only some get it," Ryan told the lads. "And you didn't get it but she did?" Keith asked. "Exactly, but she got hers different." "How did she get it?" Damian quickly asked. "When she just turned 10 and I was 24 at the time, her younger sister, Rosalyn, was killed. Her dad didn't wasn't Rosalyn because she was sick, born with cancer. Rebecca was 20 at the time and just beginning to attend Queens, never knew she had a younger sister besides Jennie. Jennie," Ryan passed with tears coming down his cheek. "I tried killing myself," I finished getting out of my bunk and walking over to the lads. "In total of about 29 times in my life I have. I've tried everything dealing with the 4 deaths. I can't handle it sometimes, but Ryan's never stopped me, he's been there next to me all the time." "What had you tried?" Sharon asking softly. "I tried hanging myself in: my closet, porch, Ryan's bathroom, parks and schools. Many times I've tried by alcohol but my body only can take so much. I've starved myself for weeks only eating when Ryan tells me to. I've tried overdosing on medicine but my body rejects it so fast. I've tried jumping off roofs of buildings, but Ryan grabs me first," I listed. I saw tears come from everyone's eyes, even Damian who seemed like one not to. "I will make sure I watch Sarah more often," I heard George whisper. I just wanted to hug everyone and tell them something each from my heart. I felt Ryan grab my arm and nodded. I walked over to George and whispered into his ear, "I always think of you as a father that hardly knows me." Next Sharon, "Your the mother that I always wanted." I hugged her tight and got a tear in my eye. Paul sat next to her, "I don't know you much, actually not at all, but you seem like a guy with nice craic." Keith tried hiding his face in a pillow, "Your a guy I always wish I knew. Your funny, you have the same guitar as me, your a replica of me, just not sick." Dreaded Damian followed next, so I sat next to him an whispered everything, "Your adorable, your voice is smooth, your a footie love also, your a brother, but more. I enjoy every kiss you give to me, and every hug you don't want to release. Every word you whisper into my ear at night or day, I will hear and remember. I like you."
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