There was always a little boy at the corner of my eyes.I could never seem to figure out who or what the little boy was.The only way i new it was a boy because it had appeared that the little boy had gotten robbed or what you want to call it.I had become to think i never get any type of privacy and of he had been with me my whole life.Until one dark, dreadful afternoon I had told my mom what is going on.She had told me it was my little brother that did not make it thruogh birth and that he would be 15 right now and he is only protecting you. And i made a really deap grouling sound. She said" OK,OK tomarow we will go to the aprentice and go see if he can put a spell on the curse you have."Ok dear"? she had said.And the very next day we did.After that I had never spoken of him until now.
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the little boy at the corner of my eyes
Paranormala boy not so realistic but worn down and not knowing where to go is my brother who would be older that me who had not made it through birth and i had gotten cursed
