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Kyle *brittle/ loves new mommy*

*looks up at you in awe*

About Me

This is Kyle. He is a baby, who is no more than a couple of weeks old. His ladt name is not known. The reason for that, is because he was abandoned. He was tossed on the streets because his mother (who forced herself on the person who was his father, then killed the father) thought he was ugly, and useless to the world, and because she always wanted to bring forth a child and know that she would be the one who is responsible for why a child's life is so miserable. She laughed as she walked away and spit on his face before slipping away in the fog of that night.Now the baby lies there. Cold-Freezing. Hungry-Starving. Rags for clothes. Yet the baby does not cry. It's as if it has hope for himself and still has a will to live.

My Blog

My new Mother

Official- Well! Due to the time limit we had, we have come to a choice! Drum role please! *drum role* Kyle's new mother is.... Amanda!!! Congradulations! Kyle is your new baby now! Just come and pick ...
Posted by Kyle *brittle/ loves new mommy* on Thu, 25 May 2006 06:54:00 PST

Adoption Update

Update Adoption Center Official reporting: Well, we at the center have gone over those who have sent the papers in, and have narrowed it down to Amanda, Kelly + Brianna, and Brooke. Thankyou all those...
Posted by Kyle *brittle/ loves new mommy* on Tue, 23 May 2006 02:11:00 PST

Adoption Papers

Adoption Paper 1) Will you take good care of me? 2) Will you ever abandon me? 3) Will you love me as your own? 4) Would you ever hit me? 5) Would you ever yell at me? 6)Whats your name? 7) Are you a s...
Posted by Kyle *brittle/ loves new mommy* on Sat, 20 May 2006 01:29:00 PST

Hope Comes to those who wait

*kyle, only several weeks old, lays in the streets. His mother was a very bad person. (for more infor, read the about me section). He does not cry, for he doesn't fully comprehend what goes ...
Posted by Kyle *brittle/ loves new mommy* on Wed, 17 May 2006 02:41:00 PST