A House Rooted in Love
I live in the house I grew up in since I was 5 years old. The boys call the room that I occupied from the age of 5-31, their room now. My mom told me years ago after I had moved out, they were having some work done in their...
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I Wanna be a Kid Again
Only little boys will fight, declare hate for each other and then hug it out and say “I’m sorry and I love you” a few minutes later and continue to play as if no drama occurred. Adults who do this? Nasty drama hidden behind a cunning fake smile, empty words...
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