Everytime her father thought of his deceased wife he'll go hysteric and unfourtantly, she represented like his wife a bit too much for his poor mind, so he would beat her up, as hard as he can, enough for him to believe that she'll actually change the way she looked and when the alcohol kicked in he would fall into a deep sleep. To her bad luck, he slept in the wrong time cause when he was beating her and the alcohol finally did its job she ran away from her home, if her father didn't slept that time she woudn't encounter the action of which her ex did and she will still live in a dream that will never end and never want to wake up from it; she felt hot tears warning to break silently against her fragile eyes of hopelesness, her breath became fast and shallow as she started to panic, not of sadness but knowing would be there when she'll break down, no one will hold her tight and silencing her with the rocking of their body going back and forth until she fell asleep in a deep slumber. As she got up from the swing with trembling legs, she started to walk to her best friend's house; she remembered how everytime she had a problem her friend was behind her, lifting her up anytime she fell down over little obstacles in her way to her happiness.
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