"Humphrey wake up!" Kate yelled. "What, what's going on?" Humphrey asked." "The caribou are in the valley I'm going to have to go on a hunt." alisema Kate. "Okay I'll be fine here." Humphrey watched Kate chase the caribou. He was still thinking of asking her about having a family, he just didn't know how to tell her. Once Kate got back Humphrey got ready to tell her. "Kate I need to talk to you." Kate walked over to Humphrey curious for what he had to say. "Kate I was thinking about having a family." Humphrey alisema quietly. Kate smiled. "I was actually thinking the same." "Do wewe think we're ready to be parents." Kate asked. "I think we're ready I'm not very sure though." Humphrey admitted. "Well just think about it." Kate smiled. The inayofuata night Humphrey agreed to have pups. Eve walked into the pango to see how Kate was. What she saw made her furious. Kate and Humphrey mating. "GRRRRR." Eve jumped onto Humphrey and strangled him. "Mom STOP." Kate demanded. Eve stopped. "Humphrey are wewe alright?" Kate said. "I'm fine." Humphrey said.
A few weeks later Kate had bad news she wasn't pregnant. A tear rolled down Kate's cheek. "It's alright." Humphrey said. "We can always try again later." Humphrey smiled. Kate stopped crying
A few weeks later Kate had bad news she wasn't pregnant. A tear rolled down Kate's cheek. "It's alright." Humphrey said. "We can always try again later." Humphrey smiled. Kate stopped crying
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that wewe have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement siku coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that wewe have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement siku coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
A child huddles in a corner,
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His moyo breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two angels with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and kwa the time people notice
it's too late.
The three angels have already left.
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His moyo breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two angels with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and kwa the time people notice
it's too late.
The three angels have already left.
Serena
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."