The Resurrected Body Snatcher Goes Rogue

no bothering a thing

 The baby in the image image reminds me of baby Maria Louisa.  I used to love the feeling of knowing that she was alright.  I felt that at times the baby was in danger and she needed to talk to me, but she was afraid.  I felt like she wanted to say something and as natural as possible I left as soon as God said it was time to go because someone pushed me away from my job and I could no longer work.  I was slowly returning to no more peace, but at least I knew that one day remote learning could keep me and the kids from their away from people that could care less. Fake friends are fake friends, but real friends are real friends. Where ever I went I can assume that a fake friend is fake if they sniff you up and down steal money and return with nothing.  Well I am ten times richer without the rude and false claims that they think they are.  I thought most of the times that people could learn to love and not judge you after their entire month of February w...