Posted in Words...an everlasting words..., tagged Her story, memory on December 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
“When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood”. ~Sam Ewing
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It was cloudy outside. And windy too. She didn’t really like cloudy weather. But when it came with the wind, she felt as if she was in a magical land. You know, when [...]
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