Slowpoke and Family

Slowpoke and Family


I am redoing my site and some pages are not working.More can be found at myspace.com/slowpoke43 please check back and sign my book.The email is new slowpokeisback@yahoo.com.Thank you

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Hi my name is Slowpoke but my family calls me Linda.
My husbands name is Tom and our son is Mike.

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Hi I thought I would tell you a little about my family and then impose on you a story I wrote.
Tom and I have been together 13yrs and I suffer from Panic attacks deppression and Fibromyalgia.Our family have been victims of crime and I also have Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome.
Our son Mike is graduating next week and we are very proud as he is an ADD kid and also suffers with deppression.
I need to lose 110 pounds and I hope maintaining these pages will keep me from eating.


Here is Mike,my dad ,me and my hubby Tom!!It looks a little strange as my mom said"Gee the table has a mirror over it.I want to take your picture in it.Okay thats the out come.Can you stand one more??This is just Tom and MIke.

I will at a later time tell you about being victims and our journey to become survivors but for now I plan to wait a while.

Before I start my story I would like to thank the wonderful artists at Fantasyland Graphics where I found the Unicorn and the wolves and dreamcatchers which will be on my sons page and the sci-fi for my husband.
If you havent been there please click on the links below and check them out.


The Picnic
This is my first attempt at writing and this story is a figment of my imagination and any resemblance to anouther story is purely accidental.

One day long ago I was entering adulthood.I had left a horrible relasionship based on terror and violence.I left because I knew I was with child and have stayed out of the violence cycle ever since.
It was autumn and we were in the midst of a spectacular Indian Summer.I felt drawn to the beauty of the trees and the hint of winter coming and wanted to go somewhere surounded by trees and picnic.I needed to clear my mind from my past and plan my future with my baby.I filled a basket with fruit and sandwiches and a bottle of wine.I also packed a soft blanket and large pillows.I had no destination in mind so I told noone I was leaving.I drove to the expressway and headed south.

Soon I was out of the city and into the farmlands with the cows and horses grazing and remembered fondly of my riding as a child.I rolled the windows down and allowed the sharp smell of the animals and hay fill my senses.As I continued I was soon on a strech of highway with few exits and decided the next one I would take.
The exit ramp curved around and at the end sat one very old gas station.I pulled in and an elderly gentleman came out to fill my tank something rare in these days!!I asked if I could freshen up and inside everything seemed so outdated like I stepped into anouther time.Upon paying I asked if there was a park or someplace I could walk and pinic and he smiled,I swear to this day his eyes twinkled,and he said"turn left and keep on this road.What you're looking for will find you"I thought what an odd charater but followed his directions.

I drove on seeing old houses with barns trying valantly to stand upright and failing badly.There were no people out enjoying the weather nor were there any animals.My car was the only one.At some point I saw the road was not paved and was not as wide ahead a large grove of trees loomed like a wall.The leaves so beautiful it seemed as though they were saying,please let us stay attached to our home,but as with everything their time was almost over and in the spring the circle starts again but just for today they were mine.
I drove into the trees and was stopped.The road had ended but there wasn't a dead end sign.I turned to back out and found I was blocked on all sides.I will admit being a huge horror fan that a chill ran up my spine as visions of chainsaw weilding men ran through my mind.I was stuck so I did what anyone would do,I got my things and started to walk along a small footpath,I entertained myself with thoughts of someone having to airlift my car out of there and other wild ideas.Judgeing from the sun it was about two oclock and having food and a blanket I knew I would be alright.

Within minutes I came to a clearing with a small waterfall and a fast running brook.It was breathtaking and I ran to drink.The water was crisp and cold and it soothed my dry throat reviving me.I looked around and saw on my side the clearing was brown and dry while across the brook everything was green and lush with wildflowers growing everywhere.I crossed the water and decided this was where I would stay.I spread out my blanket and placed the wine in the brook to cool it and laid back on my pillows letting my senses explore all the breathtaking beauty surrounding me.I napped a short time and awoke feeling hot and sticky.As noone was around I walked to the waterfall.It was about ten feet high and there was a ledge about waist high.Feeling very carefree I undressed and sat on the ledge and let the water caress me.It came down and wrapped me in cool silky fluid and I felt as though someone had wrapped me in a glorious rich fabric and held me fast so I would feel safe.I thought of the time when something magical happened and relived the time when my guardian angel saved me.

I think when a woman is battered she doesn't "make love"she gives in so there really is no pleasure just relief that they aren't being beaten.It was one of those times when a strange pleasurable feeling came over me and at the moment of his climax I heard a womans voice so close to me and she said"You are with child now,leave him"I swear I knew the moment of conception and taking her advice I left.
I smiled and held my stomach hoping my baby would be alright and fearing that he wouldn't be.I left the water reluctently but I was hungry and tired.The sun was low and the nightly show was about to begin.Settleing back on my blanket I ate,had some wine and settled in for the night.

I must have fallen asleep quickly because when I awoke it was dark and the moon high and full overhead.A sound had roused me and I listened for it again.It sounded like hoofprints and I peeked above the grass expecting to see a deer.Instead what I saw was a huge white stallion sixteen hands at least.He walked out sniffing the air for danger,sensing none he came to drink.I stayed perfectly still as this great beast came near me his long mane grazing the top of the grass.He drank and then looked my way,

I know how this will sound but I will tell it anyway he had a golden horn in the middle of his forehead!A unicorn?Was I seeing things, did I drink bad wine, what was happening?The Unicorn turned to the woods and nickered softly and as I turned to look out came a smaller unicorn and two foals.A family of unicorns all white and gold the moonlight enhancing their beauty as they came to the brook as well.I stared in wonderment thanking God for showing me this animal that lived only in fantasy.After they drank the male and female began to play,a fantastic game of tag,they leapt and ran chasing each other while the foals tried to follow along but their legs still gangly and awkward looked so silly that I laughed aloud.The foals stopped and came close they heard me and were unafraid.I reached out to stroke their soft noses and the hard bump in their forhead that would in time become a horn.So absorbed was I that I did not hear the male approach until he whinneyed loudly and rose on his hind legs.I fell back and covered my head in fear that he would attack but he did not.He came and smelled me then nuzzled me coaxing me to my feet.

I stood and ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and his mane was silken.He then knelt by me and holding my breath I mounted him.I don't know how long I rode but we raced through the clearing continuing the game twisting and jumping I held on to his mane tightly but I wasn't afraid.If this was just a dream I wasn't going to get hurt and I did not know if this was real or not.Soon,much to soon,the unicorn knelt to let me off and they ran to the forest.

My next memory was waking up to the sun feeling rested.I looked around for some proof that I hadn't dreamt the unicorns but I found nothing.I knew my family would be worried and I gathered my things and began the trek back to my car.I wondered how I would get out but I soon saw that my car was sitting on the road without anything blocking it.I got in and drove off thinking how silly it was to have thought my dream was true although I couldn't explain the car being trapped.I stopped at the gas station but found it closed and from the look of it it had been closed a long time.I got out and looked in the window and saw cobwebs and empty broken shelves and decided perhaps psyciatric care was in order.I returned to my car and returned home.I sat in the car thinking of what to say when I removed my keys and on my keychain was a gold unicorn

To this day I can't explain what happened that night nor how the gold unicorn came into my possesion but in my heart I knew that to me if guardian angels are real then unicorns must be to.

I would like to say that this story took its own path and some of it are facts.I was badly abused and I knew when I got pregnant because the voice was real.I also have from time to time asked my angel to hold me and Iclose my eyes and envision a white light and lacy wings and a feeling of warmth and security envelopes me.Thanks for allowing me to impose this on you.

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