My daughter

Life is strange. My daughter is eleven today. I remember my mom nagging about time passing by so fast. I agree with her. Time is not giving us the time to enjoy the time that is passing us by. It feels like yesterday when i first held my daughter in my arms. when i first saw her and smelled her. she grew to be beautiful and smart and loving. We do fight sometimes and argue and bicker but most of the times we sing and dance and laugh together. She is my best eleven year old friend.
Will she have a good career? will she be pretty? skinny?
what will her boyfriends be like? decent? abusive? kind? addicts?
My daughter is eleven today and it scares me to death…

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