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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

I realized that the problems I was facing in the last few months had changed me. There were things that made me change. All that had happened to me gradually pulled me and made me realize to see from different angles and solve it on, my trauma, my relationship with my mom, and my acceptance of myself.

I started realizing that I was different from people around me and of course the problems I was facing were different from them. I would not protest it anymore. I thought that in every problem I had, there would be good things as a reward. I simply needed to be myself, and face it my way.

Erick texted me and said that he would be late because there were some marionettes that got broken and needed to be fixed. Since it was quite late at night and I was afraid of staying in the park alone, I decided to go out of the park and chose to wait for him in a courtyard of a building that was still bright.

117. Ginger