If you could trap all the new opportunities in the vast world, you may find they're trapped in a child. That's what I see in her innocent, grey-blue eyes, simple and empty, ready to capture the world around her, like a new flower sprouting into this world.1
She is like the wind, constant, uncertain, capable of choosing a lot of ways. She is serene, easy to impress, something I will try to keep on her. She is little still, but with a huge world in front of her eyes.2
Her skin is soft still, tender, showing that she hasn't work at all still in this life. Her mind is calm, white, still not knowing what it is to suffer, to love, to live. 3
She is my world, and I feel her as a new chance to leave my mark in this world, like a chance to form a new being and guide her into the right way. She is my hope.
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A contest entry
- Someone Special by Lady Pixie.
125 points, ended October 25, 2009, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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So much meaning in just a few words.. This is very descriptive, and it truely is a lovely piece of work.
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Tootles.
~Jin
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Beautiful and lovely. I like the descriptions you present here and they flowed poetically and smoothly. Nice job
Thank you for entering the contest! 
This was nicely done!
Pixie
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