Torii Gibson
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Ghosts To Battle
She had just convinced the kids that they really did need to go bed. She waited until she was sure they were asleep then she grabbed the old hoodie that had been her only constant companion throughout all the chaos. She slipped quietly out the door onto the old porch and sat down on the steps for awhile, just listening and waiting to be sure they stayed asleep before she wandered off. It was early fall so she hadn't bothered with shoes. She felt every stone and every dip in the ground as she walked down the path she had worn across the yard over the past few years. She'd left her phone in the house but there was plenty of light from the full moon and even if there wasn't she knew where she was going. It was the same place she'd gone every night for three years. Some nights she stayed all night and others only for a few minutes but she had made her way out to that old grove of apple trees every single night. She found her way quickly to the one out of place pear tree that she had planted a lifetime ago and laid down in her spot below it.
By Torii Gibson4 years ago in Fiction
To My Little Girl
To My Little Girl, At just twelve years old, you are the absolute strongest woman I know. From your very beginning you have been a force to be reckoned with as you've beat every obstacle thrown at you. While you've had your days that I could see it in your eyes that you could break at any moment, you've stood tall and become stronger than I could ever have hoped for you. While I'm sorry that you've had to be that strong, I'm so proud of you for it.
By Torii Gibson5 years ago in Families
