8th day

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Eight days. I am now starting to ask myself where is my family? If I even have one? Do I really have one?

"Mr. Angel." I called out for you.

You just looked at me with a questioning look and I swear you are so handsome.

"Why is no one ever visiting me?" I asked with a non-euphoric tone.

"They'll come." I finally heard your beautiful voice.

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