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I really wish I had a lot of time to finish this the way I wanted, but I'm really busy. I wanted it like a children's story book, I will probably get back to this one once I am in uni's break....But I also had to draw this story quickly, before I forgot it. So have the messy version for now~

Margo is a little Explorer. She travels often.

One day she found another fox. She seemed lost.Tired.

"Hello?" Little Margo asked, "hhng." The fox answered, shaking.

"Are you lost?" Margo insisted.

"Yes." The fox said, getting up "who are you?"

"I'm Margo!!" She exclaimed.

The fox seemed speechless. "It..it can't be.."

Turning her face, the fox cried: "Go away Margo! Don't look at me, don't look at what you've become."

Young Margo was confused. "What did I..become?"

"Me. And I failed you." The fox murmured.

Little Margo was speechless. "Wait..YOU ARE ME?" She asked.

"Yes." Answered the fox. "I-I'm so sorry I'm not who you wanted to become, I am a failure, I am lost, hurt, wandering towards nowhere. I'm no one." She sobbed.

Little Margo apparently ignored her sobbing, she was too happy. "I'm SO glad to meet you- I mean, me!!" She bounced.

The fox stared at her in confused sadness. "What, why? Did you listen to me? I am not going to make you happy this way! Look at these scars! I lost this battle!!" She shouted at little, happy Margo's face.

"Yes I did." Young Margo answered confident. "And I think you're doing well." She said.

"Oh? Why you say so..?"

"These scars are cool! I can't wait to have such experiences. And it is okay to wander...I'm just glad you never stopped." She said, "you are no failure Margo! I am proud of you, proud of being you."

Little Margo decided it was time for her to go, and say bye to the older fox staring ar her. But she found out the solution to their problem just before doing so. "And hmh..if you want to make me happier, you should simply start smiling." She said, and left old Margo alone, smiling to herself for the first time in so long.

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I think we get so sad about ourselves when fear and anxiety sorrounds us, that we come to the point of thinking younger us would never be proud of what we became.
After hearing something at church today in the morning, ironically a bit unrelated to this whole subject, I got myself thinking that younger me would be proud even of my scars, because she would see beyond what I can see. I think little me saw the purposes through God's eyes, because she was sure that problems are never too big that can not be won with effort, faith and that little spark of dreaming, even if you get a little bit hurt in the process. And sometimes I need a little boost of 8 year old me to hear, because He tells me everyday I'm not alone in my battles. I'm just a tad fearful.

I think Margo fits the little story better than a random human would, I love foxes and she is such a cheerful OC of mine, but once had some blue days herself. She was the first OC I thought of when I had this idea.~

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I really wish I had a lot of time to finish this the way I wanted, but I'm really busy. I wanted it like a children's story book, I will probably get back to this one once I am in uni's break....But I also had to draw this story quickly, before I forgot it. So have the messy version for now~

Margo is a little Explorer. She travels often.

One day she found another fox. She seemed lost.Tired.

"Hello?" Little Margo asked, "hhng." The fox answered, shaking.

"Are you lost?" Margo insisted.

"Yes." The fox said, getting up "who are you?"

"I'm Margo!!" She exclaimed.

The fox seemed speechless. "It..it can't be.."

Turning her face, the fox cried: "Go away Margo! Don't look at me, don't look at what you've become."

Young Margo was confused. "What did I..become?"

"Me. And I failed you." The fox murmured.

Little Margo was speechless. "Wait..YOU ARE ME?" She asked.

"Yes." Answered the fox. "I-I'm so sorry I'm not who you wanted to become, I am a failure, I am lost, hurt, wandering towards nowhere. I'm no one." She sobbed.

Little Margo apparently ignored her sobbing, she was too happy. "I'm SO glad to meet you- I mean, me!!" She bounced.

The fox stared at her in confused sadness. "What, why? Did you listen to me? I am not going to make you happy this way! Look at these scars! I lost this battle!!" She shouted at little, happy Margo's face.

"Yes I did." Young Margo answered confident. "And I think you're doing well." She said.

"Oh? Why you say so..?"

"These scars are cool! I can't wait to have such experiences. And it is okay to wander...I'm just glad you never stopped." She said, "you are no failure Margo! I am proud of you, proud of being you."

Little Margo decided it was time for her to go, and say bye to the older fox staring ar her. But she found out the solution to their problem just before doing so. "And hmh..if you want to make me happier, you should simply start smiling." She said, and left old Margo alone, smiling to herself for the first time in so long.

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I think we get so sad about ourselves when fear and anxiety sorrounds us, that we come to the point of thinking younger us would never be proud of what we became.
After hearing something at church today in the morning, ironically a bit unrelated to this whole subject, I got myself thinking that younger me would be proud even of my scars, because she would see beyond what I can see. I think little me saw the purposes through God's eyes, because she was sure that problems are never too big that can not be won with effort, faith and that little spark of dreaming, even if you get a little bit hurt in the process. And sometimes I need a little boost of 8 year old me to hear, because He tells me everyday I'm not alone in my battles. I'm just a tad fearful.

I think Margo fits the little story better than a random human would, I love foxes and she is such a cheerful OC of mine, but once had some blue days herself. She was the first OC I thought of when I had this idea.~