The sun rose up from the back of the mountain into the bright azure sky, as a sign to greet the beginning of a new day. The low early sunshine was streaming through the woods and the grass was gray with the dew and the cobwebs were like silver. It was not like the other days that rained. Just beside the long street was a little, dark-wooded tree, about the size of an apple tree. …
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…is the last time that I can hold you tight. My life will be gone soon like a flickering candle in the storm. I am so lucky to be your daughter. When I felt depressed, you always supported me like a cradle in my arms. You lighted up my life. You gave me hope to carry on. You help me rise to my goal. So I wish I would be born as your daughter again".