PrincesAuntum

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

<p>"Mom, pick up!" I said getting worried. I kept pressing my phone even though I felt like I was starting to get excited myself. Where is Mama at? Why won't Mama pick up my phone at all? Why can't Mama just look at her phone and see everything. I hate Mama! Doesn't he know that I'm so worried about Mama? Why is he not sensitive to everything, why is he not understanding everything that is happening? why do I think things get more terrible than this? In fact, it seems that I feel much more terrible than I imagined at all.</p>

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