To a child the world is an unknown area, the ‘world’ is blissful, happy and bursting with vibrant colours. However to me the ‘world’ is but a cold, hard surrounding. There is no colour to compare, no comfort to enjoy but that was before my sun came to me. No. Before I came to my sun and basked in its warmth.   

  Is it a bad thing to look at your friend and admire the way he walks? The way his lips move when he talks maybe? ~*~ Is it a bad