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by: Anonymous 
To whoever finds this letter, to whoever finds my child, forgive me. I am but a lone mother with no means, no property, no family. It is not an easy decision which lays before me but it is one which unfortunately for this child is forced upon me. I was once a proud wife with a strong and respected husband. Together we had planned a great life and had the means to make it happen. We were married on a spring morning, with the first spring winds blessing our vows. Such a beautiful day it was, we were told by the elders that there was none finer in known memory. The winds brought with them the petals of the mountain rose which rained down upon us. It was said the gods were there that day to bless our marriage and that nothing bad could ever happen to us. But they were wrong. It was not long after that I discovered I was with child. Celebrations were held in honour of this moment. During the celebrations the invaders came and destroyed our town and everything we owned. Those with the ability armed and armoured themselves and took after the invaders into the mountains. My husband, her father was among those which went. He did not return. With our possessions destroyed and no means to gain more, for the village too was in shambles, I left for another town where I took to begging for scraps of food and change. If I were to keep this child even a worse fate would befall her. I could not force that fate on another, much less my own. In such a world I would chose not to raise my child. To whoever finds this child, her name is Kala, please allow her to keep this name. Please love her. Please care for her. Today you are all she has in this world. I ask you never tell her of me, never let her know of this, let her believe you are her rightful parents, for now you are. Treat her as your own and give her a good life, for these things and nothing more are the best a child like her could ever have. These are all that I ask. Farewell....
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