Chapter 1
I was at home one day whan my mom came from work and she said are got you something that when she took out the diary, the next day was my birthday and no one call, text or tell me happy birthday so she wrote: today is my birthday and nobody call to tell me happy birthday or how your day going not even my dad call to but it ok he's over me now am not his child anymore but thank God for my mom she's always there for me I love you mom. The next day after she got up from bed and drew a flower in my diary and wrote: love is a flower of life and blossoms unexpectedly and without law and must be plucked where it found and enjoyed for the brief hour of it's duration.
