Magic
Osmond Island

this morning the sunlight seemed to be blazing, the light broke through the wall of the house, the glass even human skin. made it feel stinging. a beautiful girl sitting in the city hall, with a cat with thick fur.

bring flowers and a pink mini-book..

"i haven't been to this place in a long time, everything has changed" the girl muttered.he looked around looking strange, at least everything has passed, the struggle is over here .. could it be that???yes, no need to remember, just need to be made a memory.

the girl stood up from her seat, carrying her cat the way left the small garden, tracing the beautiful tulip flowers ..

"hi Laila!! "why someone ..His hand waved at her

"hi "sapa Laila, with a big smile..

"Where are you going???"asked a girl, in black pink clothes and hair in pigtails.

"i'm going home, I just played in the park ..with the mocan" Laila replied with a laugh ..

the sweet girl who was in his presence just laughed, then took the mocan from Laila..

"gue borrow first yaa" said the girl, stroking the thick fur of the mocan..

"yeah.today I want to spend time alone, you can take it up to a few days "sohut Laila ..

"thanks yaa"he then greeted Laila..

huuuhh, Laila gave a rough breath, her eyes noticed the fountain right next to her..

"i don't understand what's really going on, it's heavy ..yeah, it's even very heavy.I don't remember anything, not even that incident, I don't understand, why I'm talking this polite .. what really happened???" muttered Laila, her arms swinging into the fountain ..His eyes were closed, enjoying the strains of natural music..

Laila walked back to where she was sitting, opened her little book, then took a pen from her pocket.Slowly she poured out her heart contents .

I don't understand what really happened, like the world doesn't allow me to remember it.yeah I know, it hurts.but that doesn't mean all my memories need to be erased..

I love diaa..

I love diaa..

and, I always miss her..

but what's good without an answer???

it's not the answer to what he is like me. Loving, loving, and longing for nyaa.but, I don't know who he is..

who I really love..

and who often makes this miss ..

maybe, it's not time for me to find the answer.and like her, I'll never find the answer ..

let me, let it be, let it be a memory, even if it always hurts me..

by:Naraya Laila

buucca..

laila closed the book rough .. shedding tears..

slowly, the rain fell, point by point, wetting the plants around nyaa..

"rain???"mummy Laila ..Laila thrust her hand forward .. felt the rain dripping slowly.she looked up at her face..

"i miss the sky .." laila said.don't know, why the word was thrown.he fell silent again..

slowly, her clothes began to feel wet ...

"what am I supposed to do???I think I'm more at home here" muttered Laila..

the rain began to pour, Laila was still silent in the rain.her body shivered, began to shake, her clothes were soaked..

point by point the rainwater drenched the temple Laila.he was still silent, gazing sedu around, looking around,

close your eyes, hoping someone comes to you..

"1,2,3,4,5"in Laila, it was not long before the rain stopped, but the voice still sounded loud ..

"what are you doing here???again the rain did not come home" said someone, as soon as Laila opened her eyes ..

"umbrella?"laila muttered..

"why don't you come home???not good rain-rain kayak gini ???ntar saki how to "continue the man..

instantly Laila's body petrified, her tongue was silent unable to say a word..

"hhh.emhh.

"difficult salting, consider it already familiar, this is your umbrella that carries,ntar.you keep it. Now you go home" said the man.his eyes looked at Laila sedu, accompanied by a sweet smile..

"ma-thank you" answered Laila quietly, barely even heard ..

"the welcome" replied the man, then walked away from Laila..

laila's cheeks instantly changed color, becoming blushing red..

Laila stood up, then walked away from the small garden, looking at the umbrella with a feeling she had never felt..

"forget it, none of this will work" he said..

laila left the park, she rasaa, one day she would meet the man..

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