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I wish I could go back to those times. To the days I made cookies with my mother and camped with my father in the garden...

I was always a cheerful girl, fun was not missing from where I am. But now, where I am, sadness is not missing. I miss my family, my grandmother, my grandfather... The worst thing is, you know what? I'm their killer.

𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 ➽ 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚Where stories live. Discover now