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Saturday, December 26, 2009

More of my story/Children of the land

Hi there, liby here. We spoke the other night and i'm your alien friend. I thought i might like to send u this part of my story so you'll know more bout me. HA! like u didn't get enough the other night.............

Anyways, here it is. Just so you know, this is the 15th chapter so if it doesn't make sense, that's why.. it's just a taste of what i like to do.

Kendra in Belgium.....
Kendra joined her Mom and Jill in Belgium. She was sad to leave her homeland and especially Ryan.
They had grown close on the net even though there was a huge age difference, it didn’t seem to
matter. She was old beyond her years. She had lived much, what with her mom’s illness and going
through the staged murder this last year.
Ryan had been aware that she was indeed still a child. He worried about her.
He knew at her age she was probably very vulnerable and only wanted her well being and so he oversaw
every thing she did on the net.
Little did he know he would become so involved with a woman child. He felt like a big brother and
he couldn’t help but be concerned.
When he was alerted to the man who was in contact with her, he did his research and found the man
a very dangerous sort.
Ryan, took a plane to New York at that time and arranged to meet with Terrance Mason; Kendra’s father.

After he laid out his cards and told Terry what was happening, Terry trusted this young man to help
protect his daughter.
Little did Ryan realize the depth of this child-woman’s feelings for him. He watched over her daily
and until the last few weeks was a constant in her life.
Kendra had become very dependant on him and as such was bewildered when his watch slowed. She cried
and wrote in her diary and thus, the following poem came to be.
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God’s Special Watch

I hurt so much when he’s not around my heart beats with a different pound.
The warmth inside feels oh so cold, that’s what I get for being so bold.
I remember the times he was everywhere, I’d hardly log on and he’d be right there.
But now it’s different, he’s gone away, I said too much and he couldn’t stay.
But deep inside my spirit; My God speaks to me, you’ll be ok and so will he.
I’m here for you and also for him, so go forward my dear it isn’t so grim.
Your journey with him isn’t finished you know, so hand it to me and it’ll blossom and grow.
You’re special to him and he to me, I set it up and that’s the way it’s to be.
You give to him and he to you, it was meant to be and it’ll get you through.
Encourage him and watch him grow, it’ll make him smile and it’ll help you grow.
He’s a special guy and you know it too, give him support and he’ll shine for you.
Now my child it’s up to you, you know your journey and he does too.
You’ll make a difference walking hand in hand. You’ll leave four footprints in the sand.
It isn’t like when I carry you through, you’re a girl and a guy and it’s meant to be. Your love
for each other sets the both of you free.
Be patient my child you’ve a ways to go. With him by your side he’ll take it slow.
He already cares but in a different way, now let it go and he’ll never stray.
The difference my child is Me, it’s the way I’ve planned it to be.
So stay in touch with the guy that you love, he’ll realize one day that it was sent from above.

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”Elmo, it’s time to sleep now so watch those eyes, k?”
”Mom, I am so glad to be here. I missed you terribly.”
”Oh sweet daughter of mine, I cannot express my happiness at finally having my little girl back
in my life. Does Elmo still get thrown against the wall on occasion?”
”Mom, he pokes me with those big ol round eyes of his, of course I accidently knock him off the
bed sometimes. The only difference was that no one was around for a while that understood. You
know dad, he’d just pick him up when he checked on me and he’d throw him in the window box with
the rest of my stuff. Elmo really missed your tender loving care Mom, same as me.”
”Ahhhhh, Kendra, I’m so glad you’re here.”
”Me too mom. Good-night, sleep tight and....... hey mom.. ”
”Yes sweet daughter o mine?”
”I luv you mom!”
”I luv you more Kendra.”
..........to be continued.

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