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"Dear Diary,

Today's weather has been warm and breezy. Today offered the perfect temperature and the right amount of wind: the perfect day. But even though the weather was nice outside, it was cloudy and cold in my mind. This is my fourth day in this hotel room. I remember telling you how much trouble I had getting this room. The clerks at the counter thought that I looked too young to get a room. I seem to get that a lot know due to my physical youth.

I have been working as a maid here and there, getting some money from random people to keep the bills paid. It is a hard to get money to pay the rent every day along with food, but this was something I had to do. I wanted to run away from it all and start a new life. I choose this path, but sometimes I doubt myself if I took the right path or not. I had to get away from all the drama back at my parents house. Even though I lost my right eye due to my father's actions, it is a scar that I'm also trying to run away from but it keeps following me and will forever.

With my dark past, I still try to keep a smile on my muzzle. Whenever I am out in the world, I act like nothing is wrong and I bounce around like a child in a circus. Now and then I bump into things due to my low depth perception, but I laugh and continue skipping along. When I get back to my hotel room and I lock the door, that smile fades and my ears lower. I lay in my bed and have my troubles flash before my eye. I feel depressed and weak from all the troubles I have been through all my life. But on a day like this: Sunny and warm, who has time to feel sad.

I am writing to you while I am on my bed, gazing out the wind and letting the sun and breeze hit my fur and nose. With my stuff bunny in my arm, I feel a bit content. I think to myself that everything is not all that bad. If I survived this long on my own, i can continue to survive anything that is in my path. I tell myself that I have to leave the past behind me and continue forward. I know that will be difficult because I have scars all over my body from the past that will remind me what had happened to me, but I have to push forward and be strong.

I should get going and do some work. I spend most of the time playing around today instead of working like usual, but I felt this was a day to be myself and relax. My body and mind needed it. I will talk to you later tonight and tell you what I did for work, ok?

Love,
Vixen"


Vixen © :iconvixenchan:
artwork © 2009 Alex Cockburn

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:iconigotnutinbtr2do:
Heartwarming... I wonder how she lost her eye.

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As a photographer I capture the world's wonders and present them to you... But nothing can compare to actualy seeing these spectacles before you.
:iconsigvard16:
Cute and sad at the same time :noes:

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For Helghan! Drive back these ISA scum!
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Her father beat her eye out of her. Note the scars, and that it was her fathers' actions that made her lose it, and also that she needed to start a new life, away from her parents.

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Don't bother with intelligence or emotional depth; neither of them have anything that'll ever benefit you.
:iconigotnutinbtr2do:
eep?

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As a photographer I capture the world's wonders and present them to you... But nothing can compare to actualy seeing these spectacles before you.
:iconmrclueless:
Yus.

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Don't bother with intelligence or emotional depth; neither of them have anything that'll ever benefit you.
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the fist step is always the most dificult

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LA MUERTE ES CIERTA... SU HORA INCIERTA... SOLO QUEDA ESPERARLAR...
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very sad and touching....

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stop cursing godamnit!
:iconrossni:
I enjoyed this picture for the emotion it held, like all the work though I read the attached story. I work in the field where abuse is seen from time to time and we are also trained to spot it, in its different forms. It makes me want to bare my teeth and take action to prevent such things from happening. But I must act within my guide lines and find safe place for those who are abused and see that law is made aware of what has happen.

Its not right to take away one's sight even partially, to many things in this world need to be seen both good and bad. Its one of the ways we learn. I truly feel for her, the lose of an eye is tragic and it makes one always fearful of what may happen to the other.

A part of me is still angered by same lose...

Nice pic

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