11:30am or quarter to 12 maybe.May 11,2009. My head startstops and turning into spasm, I was waiting for her to get out of her eggshape box while walking to and fro without my head, and my heart is pumping like an oilpipe. I was called to help her out of the bloody womb of her motherhamper, immediately after that, finally shes sqealing like a pig towards death row, oh how Im happily sick when she got out, her feeling the reeking breath of this muddy world she into at the moment. For days all that she had to do is to turn her eyesinto light and darkness,smile, cry and drink dairy shit. A month later shes almost into laughing and hugging, telling her stupid stories and singing moronic anthem of lady gaga just to make her smile, in afew months later shes turning from side to side, on her five moons she became a superhero, and we call her SUPER ATRAS. Too much crawling backward, silly baby girl LOLZ. Time flies very well, shes a year old now and shes learning ahead of her time, mimicking every word and movements that happening, and me saying “NO”50 times or more per day, just to stop her from doing things that is not suited for her age, I think in time I should learn how to say “YES” to her maybe as she grows up. Im not expecting anything sort of a beautiful life for her, but hope more of a better and meaningful one for her, to have her own reason of living life and acceptance in her every scars and flaws. With her curly hair and almond eyes smiling before her lips open it. I cant wait for the time seeing her running,counting numbers, asking questions and waiting for my stupid answer, playing in the rain, writing letters for her crush and what hell shell gonna do when she grew up. Im gonna be waiting for more of her existence and coexistence. F rom now on I will be a father and a friend to her till I pull the plug, may the lordwhore have mercy on her, Thanks to all my friends who help me with her,being as a second parent. Oh god I miss her, my life and love, my ANARKIA.
