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Then that thing disappears. She collapses to the ground and starts to shiver. She puts her hand on her head. She talks. I can no longer cry. I feel that my voice can no longer come out. I am completely unable to describe the bitterness of feeling inside me. Doctor It's okay. Often things seem complicated and difficult, and sometimes they are impossible, but you can overcome the difficulties and perhaps the impossible becomes possible. I have witnessed many things in my life, from imaginary things that have become reality, and that for many people I have fought difficult in their lives until they become strong. You will understand, no, really, Yareva. The bumps that you encountered in your life were not only to strengthen you to become better, but some of the wounds you left in us so that we learn not to make the same mistake again in order to go back to them again to learn from them, perhaps they are from the past, but we can learn from them in the present, to coexist and adapt with them in the future Riva: You tell me my past and I go back to it and learn that I can't get out of it in the first place, but the fragile inside of me was because of my past, so it became empty like a dead tree eaten by insects from inside. Something was left of me for the future, but my life was a lie, prepared with the character of the truth. It was darkness that did not take an example to learn, nor a lesson that I could understand. It was pain and the doctor's remorse. I want you to know, Yariva, that there is no strong person born out of nothing, but my life was made of wounds and fatigue. And joy this is how a person is born, or about the past, it is just a war and passed, not an eternal prison, and the present is a ladder to the future, or about what will come, then this is what you should pay attention to is what you will keep yourself on, live from your experience, learn from your wounds, give from your experience, be optimistic from within, and smile from Your heart, these are the sentences of life, you apply it with its steps, you will find the comfort that you dreamed of Riva: what you are talking about is nothing but words on paper that can only be achieved with fairy tales that can not be done in reality and there is always the dust of golden dreams This is the end and what an end is based on lies of the mind and I wrote In reality pens, there are many obstacles that you have to face. You don't know why, but you do this thing, and when you finish, you see yourself again in the mistakes of the past, but you can't face them, even a little bit. Something and it may take a lot from you to fail again, but you will get used to this now that failure has become a part of you, the doctor. You must know that failure is part of the human being with eternity, and that without it, you would not have learned, but for the dust of your dark dreams, that is an end, as happy stories have an end, but you must remember It is well that there are two things that make up creativity 1 failure 2 success This is a must I have tried and given from my experience _ smiles _ Reva: in a low voice there is no light I am completely hopeless forever There is no point in me at all to bow her head saying I need rest The doctor, ok yareva, good night. To come to the door of the room and open it. Talking Reva. I wanted to tell you that if you want to go out to the garden tomorrow, you can do this and then close the door. Reva: Garden means there is sunlight, there are flowers, birds, and mattresses. Damn I hate it. The useless and those ugly sounds and then to the flying colored insects how despicable I can't imagine the scene with so many sick people this is like hell and then her voice calms down to say but they are just like me they are useless and they have no idea about themselves They are empty like me to shut up and then be fascinated by something now at that time it's past midnight and she didn't see anything or see those black things I was impressed talking this is strange I don't feel anything behind me and I don't hear those sullen voices and I feel like my mind is completely empty as if I don't have it something _ smiles _ and then puts her head on the pillow maybe I can sleep now she falls asleep for a while while she's dreaming Feels as if someone is stroking her hair Opens her eyes wide to see five people looking at her impressed talking I woke up so happy you are shocked Well you see four of me lost their color Black I don't know what you did but that's fine You hear a voice behind her talking Thank you Reeva gets up quickly from her bed shocked sighs loudly and then her hand on her head talking Maybe it was a nightmare She looks at the window to see that it's already morning She gets up from the bed, washes her face and then opens the door to her room With heavy steps coming down from the stairs, opening the exit door to go down to the garden, she speaks in a low voice, what am I doing here? She steps forward to sit on one of the benches of that garden, then looks at her side to see a large number of flowers, bending down and picking one, and then getting up to start tucking her petals to sit next. An old lady talking. This is bad. What you are doing is not good. You are plucking the leaves of a flower from its stem. It is as if you are taking a child from its mother. We are waiting for her with sharp eyes and she opens wide. The flower in her hand is broken. She is talking. If you come here to talk some pointless talk. From him, it is better for you to go from here, because I cannot look at people like you. The old man gets up and goes quickly. The doctor sits next to her. The doctor talks that whoever you spoke to, Reva, now she is one of my patients. She has been here for two years, but she has improved than before. She had a problem in her mind. And difficulty in dealing with people, she was always sitting alone just like you looking at him talking and I didn't want you to tell me this talking I tell you Yariva that even the most difficult problems of the mind can be solved and with someone with you She had a ten-year-old boy He died a traffic researcher This made a hole in me Her life she can't fight the past well but she tries so when she saw you picking the flower she said that maybe now the day her son died it doesn't go out of her mind she gets up from the chair talking it was a body and he lost his soul it is not important and I have no income to hear people's past now it is said the doctor should To keep the secret of his patients m They were insignificant and didn't matter Then she goes up to her room talking If there is hope then I knew when the exit door opens tomorrow at the same time it will be the promised day Smiles a smile that tends to malice follows ☆