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going right now. Finally, after runni

ing nobody was aroun

ilently let my tears come out; I didn’t want to look weak in front of everyone, especia

ry eyes. I wanted to dry these tears and prevent them from com

o. Also, I couldn’t believe these stupid tears were coming again. I want

I knew this devil, no tears could melt his heart. Now that he brought me here, this bastard wouldn’t let me go

was walking, I couldn’t finish the way. How long is this shit? I started f

nd when people say you can get lost anywhere if that place is unknown. My condition was

o find me and take me back to where I came from. I looked around and saw a balcony. An idea came to mind, and I went to the balcony. “Huh,” I cleared my throat a little and wanted to let

It’s too dark here,” I said as loudly as my throat could bear. It

everyone might hear me. I felt proud

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get angrier than she already was. I could understand her anger. I deserved her hat

g over her mouth. Silly, but still very stubborn. She did not chan

id everything she wanted. She was like air; she was like her own master. My

her in my arms and tell her she could scold me, cur

g in my heart, especially my identity. She will hate me more if I say this now—a black life I’m living. She already hates me too much. I can’t break

n if I said no and stopped her. My Anna was born with stubbornness, and I didn’t think this habit was go

nd sunlight could not reach her because it was on the opposite side

a lost child. I wanted to smile; she always did this when she was confused. After a few seconds, she

h I knew nothing good would be. And I heard her scream, “Hey idiot Blaz

had this b

mightily—clearly.

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