And so I was forced to walk the endless path of life. But I say to myself, why must this path twist and turn and a little voice always answers, fate. So I try to run down the path and I am slowed I try to stop and I am pushed. A girl walks next to me and takes my hand, then a baby slowly forms in her arms. I smile for I am content, and then I realize the path of life no matter how it twists or turns is always full of beauty. So I never walk the path of life in the dark, always in the light. And I am never alone, for the people I love are always with me.

Michael Quint
Age 12
Susans son

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Susan Q. - 2/25/2010 7:42 AM ET

Hope everyone enjoys. Like i said comments are greatly apreciated. I will be posting regule (curse my spelling) at least once a week.

Lisa F. (Booknose) - 3/22/2010 12:46 PM ET

Wow, a 12 yr old wrote this? I'm impressed not just with the writing but with the emotional maturity required to write this. Well done Michael, I think your going to run into a bright future on your path. Lisa

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