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Even the beautiful truths that this world holds is faded. Once in all Every False is upheaded. The shining of the thoughts that cross my mind makes me feel alive even though sometimes people make me feel unalive.
Everyone has an unwilling truth. The truth which they don't admit over the head. But I accepted it.
I - I'm standing near a beautiful Lake which is surrounded by trees and lovely natural beauty. Which enhances the glow of my skin. I'm the girl who is wearing a beautiful dress which hugs the curves of my body.
I love the way I'm . I love the way I'm.
I'm an beautiful girl who is in her teenage age finding all the love that inspires her to love the nature more.
I'm sat at the porch at the lake, stones in my hand. Throwing it one by one, enjoying the waves of water when I throw the stone. It makes it feel happy that whatever it has, if the lakes has dirt but still it waves, but still it enhance. That's call the love. Even you're not perfect, even if you're dirty.....You should be loved! ‘Love accepts you with flaws you have ’ doesn't it?
I'm in my thinking giggling all the way around. Someone tapped my shoulder. I don't know who is it. I don't know who is he but he meets me daily in this spot.
I turned around and he held an hand for me to stand up, I took his hand and stood up. I smiled at him. But I can't see his face.
I love him, he is an blurred man who is meeting me daily. He spends time with me. I think he loves me .....
He took my hand swirled me around. I giggled.
I whispered near his ear ‘ I love you’ . I couldn't believe my moment. I stared running while giggling to make sure he is catching me.
He is running behind me making me more smile.
He puts an arm around me and took me closer. He panted and I didn't struggle but struggled to catch my breath. I turned around and he whispered back making me forwn ‘ I hate you’
Every thing in the world faded, everything thing looked dark ,the colours which I was loving was fading.
I started running away from him, tears welled up my eyes and I hated myself. I'm not perfect, I'm an sin which is hatred all way. I'm not be loved, I'm an I-
I woke up with a jerk, I don't know but something wet rolled down my cheeks. Knowing that I was crying. I was crying in my dreams. This dreams are making me hate myself. And I know the cause of this dream.
