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I was in the middle of taking a late-night stroll at the spacious garden. There was I, sitting on a rock, leaning my back onto a tree.
The wind caressed my skin, stroking my hair softly. Birds were singing vibrant colors, harmonizing with the sounds of leaves brushing against each other, back and forth.
I miss my family. I wonder how father is doing... Is he living better without me now..? Hopefully.
A rustling sound was heard－someone is here. I quickly wiped my tears away and turned my head towards the source of the sudden interruption.
The familiar silhouette once again made its appearance to the field of flowers.
However－this time, I decided not to confront her impulsively. Instead I slowed down my thoughts and peeked closely, observing every little move of hers.
It was uncanny how didn't mind her plucking off my flowers at all, I didn't feel the annoyance in me like how I used to feel. I just let her be.
When it was about time, she stood up with a basket filled with blues. What could I say? Curiosity got the best of me. I made my mind to follow her behind.
THE GIRL
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