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Here is some of what I wrote so far!!!
A Secret Kept Too Long
By Jayn Zimmer
Prologue
Why I am doing this:
I am Leah. Right now I am in a foreign prison cell. And because I have no idea if tomorrow the people holding me will, kill me, or they will leave me in here to die out of sickness and starvation, or my friends will force them to free me. And because tomorrow I might be dead I chose to write my life.......... If any one will get it from here. So for now let me tell you what brought me here and how I grow up....... In a family of ten children and both parents............ On a farm in America.
Chapter one
About me and how I grow up.
I never asked where I was born, and my parents never told me. We live a little way from a little town in south, west Texas, with three acres of lands goats and chickens galore. Me and my five brothers and five sisters, and cores mom and dad. I was the second to oldest and the first girl. My dads name was Walter Thompson and he had white blonde hair (partly from how much time he spends in the sun, blue eyes and freckled arms and face, and mom was Heather Thompson, my happy plump mother with red hair, green eyes, and skin lightly tanned. As to brothers and sisters, well going from oldest to youngest, there was Ira who was three years older than me. Me, then after five years Esther, then every two years a part is Shawn, Rebecca, Joshua, Silva, Michael, then the twins Esmeralda the older by a half hour, and last but not least was Edmond
As I said we had lots of animals. I loved Sally, our horse the best. (And yes, I forgot to mechon our only horse, named Sally.) As to friends I really didn’t have those, because like in our family I did not fit in, because I looked not a thing like our parents, they had red and blonde hair I had rat colored brown hair and it would not grow any longer than my shoulders, they had blue and green eyes I had dark chocolate colored eyes, and as for skin mine was a five shades darker than moms but it wasn’t a tan it was my skin with out tanning. My brothers and sisters all looked like dad and mom. Ira had strawberry blonde hair, hazel eyes and freckled skin. Esther or Est as she gets called a lot looked just like momma with red hair, green eyes and lightly tanned skin. Shawn had a very freckled face, blonde hair with orange highlights all in it, and a set of bright blue eyes. Becky as Rebecca got called by little ones all the time, looked Irish with momma’s red hair, and green eyes and papas freckled skin. Josh as Joshua got called by all his guy friends, looked like dad, blonde hair, blue eyes, and freckled covered skin. Sil had blonde hair that the sun was turning white like daddy’s, and eyes and skin just like momma. Mickael or Mick as he really rather be called looked like momma red hair, green eyes, and skin that tanned nicely. Esmeralda looked like dad, but Ed or Edmond the youngest of the family had red hair with the oddest white blonde highlights ever, from being out in the sun with dad so much, blue eyes and skin that at times would tan and at others get freckles, most of the time he got more freckles from where the sun would kiss his skin. As a little girl I remember father wanting all his kids to being able to defended them selfs, so when Ira was six he went to a fighting school for two years every other day to learn fighting skill, and father reminded him every time he got home that it was for defense, and to help those who can not defend them selfs. I had a close bond built with him during that time I would count how many push ups or how many runs and how long they were. And he in turn would help me do half of what he did I, I was in good shape all ready but he got me even better so when it was my turn to go at six I was ready for all they put me thro for those two years. Dad said to keep in shape you had to keep up what keeps you in shape so dad had us keep up runs an what ever else they had us doing. Along with keeping up with what we did for good defense shape, we did our animal chores and dad had us do our defense on each other so we could remember what to do and such.
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On my tenth birthday a lot of things happened one was that I turned ten on the second of October, then momma found out she was pregnant with Joshua and that he would be born around the middle of summer next year. Right after lunch mom told us that she was pregnant. Then after a good dinner of texan BBQ chicken, potato salad, and ranch doritos dad didn't tell us that it was making him have heart burn, or that his left arm was hurting from how much he had used it out side that day. He was walking to moms and his room saying something about getting a good night of rest when he staggered and fell to the floor he had never done that with out a reason. Every one that saw rushed to him and called others. We had to get him to the hospital. When we finally had him there the doctors said that he had had a strong heart attack. Because a valve in the heart was not working right and now we had to help him get back in shape . We didn't think it could get any worse, us kids (me and Ira mostly) had to do our chores which was most of them. And Dads chores were not so much that many but they were heavy, Esther and our new little helper Shawn could do some of mine while me and Ira could do the rest of ours and dads. But I can say a couple good things did come out of the heart attack. One was that me and Ira were becoming better friends and getting along better too. After we had gotten out of the defence school we had drifted apart. For some reason we had just stopped running to gether and had stopped watch each other get better. Now when we were doing to chores we talked more and found out more of our likes and dislikes. In other words we started knowing each other better than we had in a long time. And because mom wanted to help and be with dad all the time, me and Est found how to cook a lot better but she was the better of the two of us. And Ira and me found how to keep a quiet house with out always having a movies playing, and doing things like mom and dad would. Now all of us were in shape, after all we were doing our chores and running when we had free hands or empty buckets. We did flips, push ups, mile runs in a set time and anything else that we had done we taught the younger once.
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