"You have a talent. You just never realized it. You are to scared to stretch your wings. Afraid of being judged. Afraid that something will happen. Afraid you will hurt someone like you have been hurt."
He looked at her and smiled.
"I had a two loving parents. I also had eight brothers and sisters."
He sighed and closed his eyes. "For seven years of my existence I had it all. A big home. Food on the table. Too much love to know what to do with. One knife ended it all. Just one."
He shook his head and let out a nervous laugh. "It took me a very long time until I could forgive. Until I could fly."


