I fell on the ground and gave birth to a beautiful little baby boy, I was so happy to finally meet him. However, after a few seconds, I heard an unfamiliar voice, a whisper next to my right ear: ‘listen to what I am telling you. I am the lord of the Southern Pole-star. It was by command of the Bodhisattva Kuan-yim that i brought you this child… when Liu comes back, he will certainly try to harm this child; you must guard it with all your might… in due time you are to be reunited, both you, he and the child’ (88-89, Wu Cu’Êng-Ên) when I tried to get up and see who it was, no one was there, however, I still had every word he said in my mind. I am not sure on how to protect my child, I do not know what to do.
Liu came back and saw my son, he ordered for it to be slain, we argued about it and in the end I promised him that I would throw it in the river the following day.
I kept thinking to myself and asked question. How would i know it is him in the future? Who would protect him? Maybe heaven would make someone find him and take care of him? I finally figured out a way for me to recognize him in the future, I will admit that it is a weird idea, however, i do not have much time, so i bit a part of its toe, as a permanent mark, and then i bit a part of my finger so I would have some sort of ink to write with. To keep him warm and covered up, I took a piece of clothing from my garment and wrapped him around it.
How could I leave my son float away in the river, I could not, however, I had to, i have no other choice. As we approached the river, saw a wooden plank come to the shore so I took it out of the water and placed my baby on it, I prayed to Heaven, asked to keep my poor child safe. I then tied him to the plank so he would not fall off. As he floats away, I look at my poor child who is crying, he does not have me anymore to comfort him and hold until he falls sound asleep. My poor child, why would Liu want to do such an evil thing.
Liu is keeping me as hostage with him, the only thing that is keeping me happy is the thought of my son, one day I will be able to meet him again and hopefully be able to raise him.
As the years pass, I start to lose hope, it has been over 6 years, I have been waiting for so long. Will i ever see my son again?
If you want to know what happens next, keep reading. She might find her son after all these years or he might find her.
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You captured the thoughts of the character really well! It really seems like a blog post she would write, good job.
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I love the way you captured her character! it really felt as if I was reading something she wrote!
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You really captured her perspective very well! This is exactly how I imagine her thought process to be. The only thing you would need to fix would be capitalization, other than that good job!
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