 | | Recommended | by This Game is Sad...
14.0 hours on record |
| | Posted 5.9 years ago | Last Played 42 days ago |
I was born to a great mother, a mother who birthed me then watched over me to make sure i was doing well. She showed me how to gather, farm and survive. I knew i was in good hands. She saw me to the ripe ole age of 10, and watched me as i started to build my own farm. But one day, as we were out looking for water, she turned to me and told me "I'm proud of you my dear, you are doing great" and simply died. I had no idea i was about to lose my mentor, my...momma. I was left there alone and confused, unsure what had just happened. Then i thought to myself, "was it my fault? Did momma starve because she was too busy caring for me?" I was ruined, i was lost, i couldn't go on. I just stood there staring at my mother's bones thinking to myself that she died watching over me. So still i stood there, until i knew it was too late, and i too...died with her. |
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