Prologue

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I love my dad, I remember when I was a little,

He used to carry me to bed,

He used to read me bedtime stories,

She loves mom very much,

Until one day, He have to say goodbye for us, because

of his work.

Even though I'm 9 years old at that time I can understand why

he has to go,

Until the outbreak spread out,

Mom and I got separated,

I was all alone at the outbreak,

I don't know what to do,

Until Days Passed By,

I learned to survive,

I made it on my own,

But can I make it, tomorrow? Or the next days?

I'm Twelve Years Old right now, and it's been Three Years

Since the outbreak, I still cannot find my mom, Until time

come, I gave up and acceptts the reality, that they didn't make it..


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