| | Chapter 2 - The Secret Book of Our Lives: By Mr. and Mrs. Glen Walder
Section 1 - Mrs. Walders Short Biography
Section 2 - The Promise
Section 3 - Plans with Mr. Walder
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Section 4 - Mr. Walders Confessions
Section 5 - A Haunting Past
Section 6 - The great, the powerful, the man . . .
ABOUT THE BOOK-
Hello future child. This book is intended for
you to read if anything happens to us before you have gotten to know
your parents. Whatever you will become, we just want you to know
that we are always proud of you in what you do, and also that we love
you.
Your Father and I will write various things about
ourselves. We promised not to read each other's section for
safety in keeping an honest life for you. If you do get to read
this, I hope you think well of us.
-Dedicated to our future daughter .........
Section 1 -
Hi, this is your mother writing. I will tell
you all about the wonderful details about me and my life as you read
on. I might not be as "cool" or "hip" as your friend's mothers,
but I will try to be the best mother to satisfy your needs. So sit
back, and enjoy our love.
What can I say? Let me start off with how I
look. My hair is a very dark brownish color with very light brown
highlights. I'm glad to say that my hair does go beyond my neck
when it's curly and when it's straight, it may touch my chest
area. I have green eyes, medium sized lips, and a pointy nose,
which I'm really upset about. Hopefully your nose will not look
as bad as mine. hee hee. I wear B-cup bra's. My height is
measured at 5 feet 6 inches and my shoe size is 8.
Sorry to sound like a girl who's trying to meet a
man on one of those internet chat thingies, however that is how I
look. Your father would tell me I'm drop dead gorgeous, but I
will settle for a pretty woman. Well then onto more about me.
I'm right now in my second year of law school.
Yes that's right, your mommy is going to become a lawyer. What
reasons you may ask? It's not only for the money, but because of
all the injustice that went on with my past. My dear when I was
17, my father was arrested for a crime he did not commit. My
mother knew that my father worked for bad people. She never
expected them to betray his trust. As time grew on, his
co-workers killed an important man, a very very important man.
The man murdered was the police chief of our small town
My father had nothing to do with the killing, let
alone had knew the blue prints of the heist. Let's just say he
was in the wrong place at the wrong time. When the trial was
broadcasted, I felt sorry for my father. He only joined this
group for money to support his family, not knowing they would go
through an illegal run. The verdict, guilty. No evidence
could prove he either had nothing to do with it, or was just plain
innocent. The men who really killed the police chief had placed
everything properly to secure his fate.
There were some holes in the case, the lawyer wasn't
dumb, just lazy. And now here I am, studying ot become a lawyer
to fill in those holes and protect the innocent. May'be you'll
follow me one day? =)
Since the age of 19, I was fatherless. It was
a very bad time for me not to have a father around the house. My
brother had to step up to be the man of the house, however he and my
mother did not get along. My brother at the age of 23 at the time
moved out and now lives somewhere in the midwestern states.
My mother would be sitting at home weeping.
She misses her love and was stressed about making enough money.
This is where feelings had gone wrong with my mother. She only
made $15 an hour at her job. We were forced to sell the house my
father bought and move into low housing projects. Her paychecks
would barely get us by. It's great you know, paying off the bills
and what not. When you look into the fridge after paying the
bills, you will not see anything there but two gallons of water and
various fruits to last you until the next paycheck arrives.
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