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Emerset Farquharson, 16, Male, Brazil
(Second-generation member of the Family International)
I can smell brownies. Nice thick chocolate brownies. In the back of my mind I can smell them. I’m hungry for them too. I’d love to have a nice slice right now. A fat tasty chunk of it right now. You know what? There’s no brownies here. I imagine smelling them though. But I’m still hungry—hungry for brownies.
You know what I have beside my bed? Papers glued to the wall. One of them, has a list of hobbies that I’ve started, but never finished. Another paper, the one to the very left has a list of my spirit helpers. I have 19. That’s a big number. You know what? I talked to them. I got them. I made the list. I’m happy living this life, happy as hell. And you know what? I have other friends that are really happy living this life too.
If you really really hate somebody, you’re never gonna like them. If you really really really really really hate us, well then goodbye, why try to convince you? We’ll keep on fighting.
Even though I really want brownies, there’s still none for me. I’ll have to realize that. We’re gonna rock on, and we’re not being abused, and we love this life. I do. You might just hate us, but we’ll still rock on. Too bad you’ll have to wake up, or you could live on dreaming.
There are no brownies though. We’re not being brainwashed. And we will fight on. Smell’em all you like, but this is my life, and our life. I’m not one for giving up.
Living, sharing all things, sharing happines, sharing smiles, hugging, living for others—with all the trials and all the downfalls is still the best thing in the world. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
That’s it. Rock on dear Family.
Sincerely, Emer
Filed Under:
Speaking Out
Where From
Latin America
Under 18
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