Story about a girl
Once upon a time, there was a girl who lived in a world that is beautiful and peaceful
She was innocent and pure
Until she grows up into a teenager
Judged and abused, that is what did she saw in this world
Is this even my life? Is this a dream? I don't know anymore.
She tried to escape by herself; escaping herself out of her own life.
She can't
Her scream and cries was inaudible. Her hands keep reaching out, hoping that somebody would help.
Then she remembered
This is the real world
She finally gave up on herself
It's okay, I am tired to live on anyway
Once upon a time, world is cruel
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Life is fleeting, death is eternal.
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