L-is-forever

A snowflake. No two are the same. Each pattern, ridge, crack, and chip are all unique. Just like each person is different. we are all different but when you take away our faces and personalities, we are all the same. Like water droplets.

The Unholy Prophets Come and gather around the flame to hear a tale of suffering and pain. One of three witches and their great plan for an unknowing kingdom and its head man. They spoke of events that were yet to be events that no one could possibly see. "All hail Macbeth, that shalt be hereafter" which normally would bring much laughter. But in Macbeth their seed was shown which his lady  then did help grow. An evil plan to kill the king and upon which they'd risk everything. And trusting all on whatever fats-may be Macbeth would say "The bell invites me. Hear it not Duncan for it is a knell that summans thee to heaven ,

A LIFE, SO FAR In Junior Kindergarten, I met my first Best Friend.  It was recess and I was blowing bubbles (I had bought them to school to prevent loneliness).  A girl came up to me and asked if she could blow bubbles too.  I said yes and told her my name.  She told me her name was Julie.  Just like that, we became Best Friends. A year later, my family and I moved to the North West Territories, which is now called Nunavut.  It was exciting, but at the same time nerve-wracking.  In the end, it wasn't so bad.  I hated the cold, but I made new friends.  That made things a lot easier. Another year later, we moved back to Kitchener.  I met up