She was a beautiful soul
Born in the country of Mexico
She was always sad
She had no home
She slept outside
She slept alone
In a city so old
No friends around
No family
No home
She cried every night
Outside in the cold
The weather was cruel
Strangers were worse
She wanted better
Then the pain of this curse
She ran across the border
Calling San Diego her home
She didn't know anyone
Where she would go?
There was more freedom
Then she had ever hoped
So she lived under a bridge
For a year and half
She never looked sad
She never looked back
About the Creator
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Hi all, I am just here to express myself. Please don't take offense.
It Only Took One Minute.......
It only took a minute. I was sitting at the computer in my office when the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and then laid it down my desk as I went to find the student who the call was for. Within seconds I was back at my desk, ready to resume typing, when I heard the student yelling obscenities at me for listening in to his call through the handset that was still lying on the desk. Sick and tired of the lies he was spewing, I was up running down the hall, ready to kill him. By the time I reached him, I had calmed enough not to hurt him, but as I turned back towards my room, I knew that I couldn’t go on like this any longer. The decision was clear. I had to leave.
By Gail Wylie5 days ago in Motivation
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