The story of my dearest husband Johnny

Aurora Aurora · 2018-05-18 19:01:31

I was a little girl born into a village Ive been born into many times before. My loving mother took me and named me Emily Bravos. I was put down by the bakers' fire and cared for by a sweet nanny until my toddlerhood. I was told to farm by my mother and so I did. My older brother Johnny farmed alongside me. When I was about 6 years old I walked up to him and said "Marry" "Me" he looked a bit baffled but suprisingly he agreed. He was a very loving and caring husband, he gave me his pants and would often check in on me and feed me pies. He really did everything to make me happy.
Time went and we got our first baby boy, Desmond. He was a very sweet little thing and we both loved him dearly, but a woman scooped him up and tried to abandon him. I tried running after her but she was gone. I thought Id lose my boy forever but he crawled back begging for food. He was our little survivor. Sadly he developed a drepression from being abandoned and never really trusted anyone after that. Then came Willson. He didn't really care much about anything. He never spoke as a baby and as soon as he was old enough he jumped out of my arms to go do his thing. He lived until the age of 60 so he must've done something right. And so came our only girl, Ogheneruona. She was a very pretty little baby but I never saw much of her after her baby years. She was sadly killed with only one baby that later died.
And then came Johnny Jr. A little bundle of joy that later turned into a spiteful man, poisoned to the bone. He got killed for a crime he didn't commit and his last words were "I hate you"2 And lastly there was Jermiah. I don't have alot to say about him. Didn't even move once, maybe a biproduct of a sister and brother being married.
I had raised most of our children alone, not knowing where my dearest husband and brother could be. A lady told me he was dead but our family tree proved otherwise. Until one day I saw him and he called me over. He had made a full set of clothes and gave it all to me. I told him to keep it but he refused. He told me he loved me and that I deserved to have the best things in life and that a lady should always be warm. Then he walked away to do something else. He would do everything from baking to smithing but he always made it for me. He would give me little gits now and then, like pies for example. And whenever he saw me he would make sure to tell me that he loved me. He was truly the perfect husband.
Time had gone fast and it finally caught up to us. We were both very old when the village murders started happening. He told me to be careful and to stay away and so I did. Because of all the chaos we didn't have a proper goodbye. He died before me so I burried him and said my very last words to him. "Johnny, if you can hear me, I love you"
I died next to him.

Aname · 2018-05-18 19:09:46

Youre son desmond sucked. he killed me i was marz.

i hid a bow and Arrow so we wont get murders. he said i stole them i said no i hid them from murderers then he got a knife out of nowhere and tried to stab me. i ran many years then he got me and killed me.

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