You Are My Compass
Description
this wasn't my will, this wasn't what I wanted....
Foreword
it was the third of December the snow was falling slowly outside the hospital, there were two people who were actually waiting for a miracle to happen. the lights were so bright. the people with the white shirts were helping the woman..to give a birth to me.
there was a silent after I came out, just a hard breath from , a sharp gaze from his eyes, a quick hearbeat from the doctors and the nurses..it was until 3 minutes..before they finally heard, the noise that people said the voice of angel, the voice of angel?
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