It's been I year since that incident happen and I hated it to even remember that's the worst nightmare I ever have aside from my uncle doing. I'm very thankful for zcar to even to rescue me were not related or so but without her I could suffer more than what I could imagine. I went to the dining area where zcar is waiting me so we could start to eat.
How are you feeling today? She asks
Fine as I could be I reply
You sure? she asks again
Yeah, I'm sure. Why did you ask anyway?
Because last night you're not feeling well and I went to your room and caught you sweating in your dreams. She said
Oh, I did know the only reply I could mutter
Do you still dream of that night? She asks
To tell you the truth. Yeah, I still dream of it as if I can't erase in my memory and it still haunted me, I know it's been a year or so but I can't help it. I don't know what will I do to keep it up as if nothing really happens to me. I'm sorry zcar I tried but I can't. then I cry quietly on my sit then she went out of her chair and hug me, comfort me that I can pass this through then suddenly she speaks.
Yes, it is true that you can't fight what you couldn't endure but time will make you heal and recover once you can stand on your own and make yourself better, wiser, stronger. Just fight it all the through and you will be fine in no time and beside as long as I'm around no one or any one could harm you as long as I'm here with you.
Thank you zcar from before and until now you always there for me even though were not related to help me and heal me at the same time.
Your always indeed welcome she replies and we both smile and hug one another so thigh as if we don't want to be separated from each other's arm.
Are you alright now? She asks
Never been better I replied.
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The Glamour Killer
Mystery / ThrillerLight become dark, sweet become sour. A bloom of a flower burnt with flare of fire. An innocent birth ruined with devilish greed core with vengence.Revenge with sweet wild coaster trill.A valorous mark, make a vigilant silence one wrong move a clash...