*writing in a book on a plane*
dear future me,
It has been a year since I was called away, my kids will be nine.. tomorrow is my 30th birthday, they dont know I'm coming home.. so I cant wait. the plane is landing. see you soon family!
*gets off at the airport and makes her way home*
a smile is like her mask
a happy body language is her cloak
a giggle is her knife
every girl(and boy) has it. Only some choose to use, and some choose to never see it again.