Dear A
This Is Me, My Bad Story

...I'm good, you're good...

...We are only two human beings who were created together but not in destiny to be together.....

~Shanzoya

..._Dear A's...

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Pov Yee - jun

Although a million twilight, I miss your shadow but my life must continue to run with Rela's heart...

As powerful as I say that you will still come back alive, it is not. I must admit that life in this world is so cruel, it even has the heart to swallow your graceful body. I've said it over and over again..

Ilove you..

Ilove you..

I will still love you..

And I will always love you..

If I scream as loud as possible, even when my vocal cords break. The truth will remain the same, my destiny says to let you go. But I can't, one year we've been separated without a sua, miss me to stay grounded and my love is still springing up and staying alive, I think.

Oh no, these fucking tears fell soaking up your photo that I was holding tight. Not dripping doesn't mean a signal I'm okay.

It's okay, it's okay if I live without love as long as your self is always there. It's okay, it's okay.be beautiful don't be sad, I won't leave you even if we're in a different realm.

I'm just waiting for my turn to go back to God, and then we'll meet in the same universe.

End..

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After completing her service, Zoya intends to go out of the cottage just to get some fresh air.

*This place is my best healing, taking off all the burdens I have and throwing them away and burning them as the past continues to spin.

If you know the taste so I'm not cool, I'm stressed, I'm depressed, I exist but not considered. My status is only a wasted child who has a position as a victim of divorce. If I knew what a Father and a Mother look like, if I knew what happiness means, if I knew life was so sad I obviously didn't want to be born.

The dark hole that my parents dug into my parents then put me in there, with shades and screams of fear, loneliness, crying, whimpering and roaring. If I had known*..

Zoya walks without direction, enjoying the breeze that keeps hitting her face. Remove all the weight hanging all over his body...

*I hope you're carried away by the wind, let me just calm down for a moment without anything I should think about. I am strong, I am healthy only outside. I felt it, and I who saw this wound fester.

This wound I let for fifteen years, I used to want to be a quick croat-quick into a mature woman, for real I'm a little starting to feel if an adult is able to make me die killed. Her clue was killed by fate or kept alive despite being hit by a spear.

This is my story, I will tell you what kind of dark story I went through that unconsciously I lived alone*.

Unknowingly Zoya has arrived at the cliff fence, and quietly contemplates in the pleasure of being alone.

*I used to live in an old castle, I was taken by my mother and father into that creepy place where there was only one house among hundreds of trees. After six years of marriage, my mother was born from her womb, when I was five years old. I remember because it was also a wound.

My father was a drunk and a gambling player, my mother was his entertainer. It's just the work they do every day, I wasn't close to my father at the time. He was just a stocky man and when laughing his whole body swayed. That's all I remember..

One afternoon, I fell asleep in the castle until the afternoon before I realized the castle was deserted. At that time I was crying as loudly as possible, I was afraid, I was afraid very scared. I was alone, I tried to scream, scream and bang on the door. I realized that the door was locked from the outside..

"Pity my little girl!! "

I loved them both, but I heard that sentence immediately wanted me to break his second neck*.

Zoya tightly gripped the fence until it created a slight vibration.

*Until one day, there was a big fight they had, I had something to fight over. Mine or yours!!!

Mother slammed the lamp on the wall until the smell of kerosene scattered on the floor. Dad gripped with all his strength to hold me in his arms, the wound is an old disease that does not heal. And who succeeded? my mother, she's a winner in this divorce for successfully seizing her foster care. But very cruelly, my mother took me but also abandoned me.

Oh mother, I've never felt your warm embrace, but you've repeatedly felt the false embrace of that bastard man you always touched and you ruined his household. I still love you*..

Unknowingly, Zoya's tears falling down one by one flowed perfectly..

*What other wounds did you give? you gave me a bar of chocolate but you injected me with snake venom to die, for real it had no effect on me, but it would be a swollen wound.

One time I tried to fight you, asking for your mercy so that I could feel your affection, hoping that our relationship was very harmonious but that I got...

"Based on a puppy!! you don't know how I love you by finding you to eat and take care of you that costs money. If you don't realize, just die there quickly, "

How broken his mental and all my blue baths impregnate all the gray that I do not know when to be.

You kill me but you also heal, other things if you get bored will invite me to laugh, other things again if you are depressed, I will be stabbed.

"Grandfather, I want a snack, "

"Just ask your prostitute mother, "

Oh. memory moreover this, the cruel face that grandfather always showed for me the consequences when his liking to me.

"Grandmother, I can't count, "

"You learn by yourself, my life is too much trouble to add to your presence. I've fed her should you be thankful don't ask for more, or I won't throw you to the side of the road, "

The dead!!

My heart is petrified, my heart is dead. This is not fair even when my age is not right to hear the curse but I have to swallow very strongly peri*...

Tears are increasingly flowing more rapidly without the slightest pause, the hijab also began to get wet because of the tears that continue to fall.

I have no friends, I exist but I am not considered. When I thought, should I pay them so they can remain my friends? it's very sad. I don't get the family, friends I can't afford, girlfriend?

One day, I started playing. This was my first entertainment start, I was tired, tired, annoyed, angry, and hated all being one. My junior high school, my social media roared deep. With a clever I play, intro and five men I can be an impingement as a first date to be a girlfriend. I was bored, the next day I cut all ties. I played even deeper, six grown men I've got face-to-face just a tap of a finger and say 'I love you' is disgusting.

What does adult mean? those who know everything and start using a plain woman like me, ask for my virginity to be willing. Beyond the bastards, my entire contact is a permanent block. Tired of tiredness and annoyance I have not disappeared, I let it nest. I am alone, my place is night and my comfort is silence. About love, I once loved two men not at once, but rejected. Ngenes..

I am notoriously stupid and have no brains because I can't do anything, I've been dropped from the fourth grade, because I don't understand anything. Well that's me, heightened emotions. No, I let it all happen. 3..2.1 The champion I win every year, my friend? toxic. Having fun is your way of relieving the depression that started growing from then on. My tattoo was carved, my hair was polish and my pants were scissors became above the knee. Slowly my self began to change, I was notoriously cheerful and easily benefited right, despised and ridiculed desperately.

My wounds add up, and to whom do I complain? at that time I did not know God. The destruction of the third world I heard when my father died and I was unable to accompany his last moments, because.

I don't know what I look like, destroyed ?is it jaudah, melting? let it. want to be in the opponent? just die..

At the end of the year I found the man who turned out to be one of the regions with me, survived.I fell into the pit of pleasure, my crown was smashed without remaining, splashes of blood became his proof.

I think I want to bury myself alive..

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