My Life StoryI was not a skrit when I first made it. I was a blanket for a family who lived in Vietnam. They were very poor buk honest. Even they had hard time living, they tried there best. I was very proud of my self and happy because I could help them by covering them so they don't free to death. When time pasted I was getting too old and also I had many holes in my body. I was so depressed because I thought I could not help them anymore... ... but it was not true, I could still help them. They start to cut and made me to a jacket for children . Cutting and sewing in my body was not fun, it really hart. But I was still happy that I could help them. Few years later I got too old for children jacket. Than they made me in to a skiart. The youngest child in the family name "Erin" wear me. when she get older she married to honest kind man. she couldn't wear me anymore but her children did. i think I'm the most happiest skirt in the world, but the happy time were over. 1954 Vietnam war star. They had no time to pack me up, I was left alone. I dont know what happen to them anymore. From that time i'm left alone lonely waiting to see the family coming back, with hope. I wish they didn't died.
