Memory

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They say that distant house has disappeared and with it all those memories. Is this really what I wanted?
Years have passed and I am now seventeen years old. I have learned a lot, as he told me before. I trained and became able to defend myself. Yes, I no longer need your help. I am no longer that girl who cries and screams your name asking for help. I've grown up!
Once I went through all of this I learned not to trust anyone I learned not to love anyone I learned to be myself I don't need to act in front of anyone I have a lot of enemies because of this but I don't care because this is what I wanted. I'm still looking for you and trying to reach you and I have hope that I will find you and the first thing I will do is hit you in that damned face of yours and break your nose and then I will hug you tightly and throw you off a big bridge so that you die and I can be rid of you, you idiot...
Sorry I didn't tell you about myself, I felt a desire to talk about my memories. These memories never leave me, and I even dream about them a lot. It's just a tape that passes before my eyes every day, every minute, and every second. That's what happens.
I am....who am I?
I'm just a girl who sold her soul to save a person she started to hate. A girl who sacrificed her life and childhood for that person who left me and abandoned me.
I.... haha I'm the bad mafia girl Park Hana my nickname is deadly fighter or fiery girl ....Don't be afraid, you will know everything and why I wasted my life this way. See you on the second page.....

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