After two prior abusive relationships, Sandra didn't know if she would ever find the love and happiness she longed for. She had been mentally abused for almost two years by the last man she had been engaged with, and the one prior to that was an eight year relationship with a man who had physically abused her more times than she could count.
A young boy and his father attended a kite festival one evening. Upon arriving, the boy was in awe of all the beautiful kites floating about in the air. There must've been at least 50 kites being flown by their owners, each one different and significant in its own way; some flying lower, moving to the left and then swooping toward the right and some flying high in the sky, slow and steady.
An old man, living in a town of about 5,000 people, had a certain dislike and hatred for his neighbor. Although not sure the origin of his disdain for the neighbor, he continued mocking his neighbor for years. The neighbor usually went about his day, ignoring the old man, in fear of giving the old man more ammunition to stir things about even further.
An old man, living in a town of about 5,000 people, had a certain dislike and hatred for his neighbor. Although not sure the origin of his disdain for the neighbor, he continued mocking his neighbor for years. The neighbor usually went about his day, ignoring the old man, in fear of giving the old man more ammunition to stir things about even further.
There once was a lovely old lady, and upon her husband's passing, a close friend had given her two parrots so she would have companions to get her through each day. Excited about her new friends, the old lady enlisted the help of a man to design and carry out the construction of an aviary for her magnificent birds.
Eureka, Duchess of Bonivia, had married the Duke at the age of 19, and had been widowed just after their sixth anniversary. The Duchess began experiencing severe health concerns just months before the Duke had suffered a fateful injury. She was a beautiful woman in her own right, but after suffering a stroke at the early age of 26, she became a recluse. She had always been very prideful of her looks, and now, she felt herself becoming more and more withdrawn. Her face was slightly drooped on the left side, and she was very self-conscious of this.
There once was a kind-hearted and generous farmer who labored day and night, producing corn for many of the neighboring towns. During the winter, although he did not produce corn, he would walk his corn fields, checking the soil and patiently waiting on the next growing season. He looked forward to the days when the corn would sprout. It gave him a sense of accomplishment he only would feel when seeing the green sprouting from the soil. It was new life at its finest.
A 79-year-old man, living in a village consisting of about forty people, was always unhappy. He had been searching for happiness his entire life, and having not found it, he was a grumpy old man, and no one wanted to be in his presence.