Featuring: Sage & The Fairy

Sage:

Welcome to my website.

 

Sages website.

Fairy: Hold on now, Sage. I have a page on
here too, this isn't just about you.

Sage:

I know, I know. Welcome everyone to
Sage & The Fairy.
(Applause) FX

Fairy:

Ladies and Gents don't hesitate to
visit the great Sage.

Sage:

No, Fairy, please don't do that. I can handle the narrating.
 

Fairy:

So, are you saying that I can't narrate the
story?
 

Sage: Yes
 

Fairy: Without further ado, let's welcome the
man of the hour, Sage!

Sage: Thank you Fairy, your so kind.


There's much to
discuss but I'll let you in
on a little secret, it's...

#Story Time

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I need for you to read, and even think about my story. First, let me tell you how I met Fairy.
I was running errands for my dad, as usual. Then I heard the most beautiful singing voice I've ever heard. It was an old women sitting in
front of the flower shop.
 

I was 13 on the day the Fairy gave me the gift, and I left home because of this special gift. I didn't want to leave, I was comfortable, I had my own space. My mother gave me a room, the whole left side of the house.

 

My dad was mean, and heartbroken. He took it out on me, not my brother, because I favor my mother. A love that my dad could no longer hold or have.

 

Dad would pop me upside my head, and shove me. He did it because he could. My brother taunted me aggressively. I held my own though, I didn't fold. Both of
these guys talked a lot of trash, and I'm
going to conclude this rant with this...

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Five years later I returned. After facing the disconnect, the conflict, the hurt, and tension. I'm still wondering... if I should forgive them?