Vitiligo
...so we made passionate... Hmm! A little secret... I'm one of those unfortunate or say fortunate persons who lost older siblings, in fact all and learnt for 13 good years that this crowded world can feel so alone... My mum use to tell me that I scour for siblings like they are "centrally owned". I made parents relieve their kids in turns to come eat with me, sleep with me, play with me and those who wanna live, wow! I would be the happiest. And when they are gone, I play, I eat, I saunter like I am left in an empty haven. And she doesn't forget to mention that I often cry, yeah! I whimper, sob, wail till I smile again to my the moments my mum promises that God will give me other siblings, with stories of how I should have been the last child... All those stories till after 13 years, so I understand.... ...when I walked by I saw this patootie with such a wry mixed with both aches and desires to really let out a heart warming smile. Alas! She was al