When I was 15, I walked dawn the street
And i saw a 14 years old girl, sitting in a
dark Corner and cry
I sat dawn beside her, and we started
to talk
i found out that she' s not living far away
from my ewn home, just 2 minutes en
foot
and we talked and talked, some times i
mien saw a little smile en her face
and then a asked her fer the reason she cried
earlier, she stepped away, and started crying
again
she told me that after her mother died,
her father started to beat her
and when i asked her when her mother
died, she told me:" when she gave birth
to me"
after all m this talking, she told me she never
imagine talking to someone about this, who' s
not her boyfriend
i told her that she desent need a boyfriend to
feel like sameone care about her
and i gave her my number, in case she need
sameone to talk to
We never imagined i' marry her IO year later
I LOVE YOU, Kattie,
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