Chapter 3rd

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Jenny saw it and said with a smile "No! I will, i absolutely will, my love"

"Uh God!" Said Anna with annoyed face as she put her blanket on her face and slept

The clock was ticking,
this silence was spreading in the whole house
And every corner of it, has enough darkness
Whilst everyone was asleep except Jenny

Her mind wasn't letting her sleep, so she went to library
where she kept so many books of great writers 'William Shakespeare, Nicholas Sparks, John green, Jane Austen and etc'

Here, she comes every night, even for few minutes just to check it out if there any book is replaced or still in the same place, so as she came here, she sat on a sofa and held a pen, "would it be easier to feel others pain? No! It is the hardest thing, someone would ever do, she thought to herself and began to write, but something different than usual

*writes*
"pain, my heart felt, it ached when it got hurt but forgot to love it own self whilst giving its all love to someone who never tried to know that how blue i was
when i was on my knees, on my knees, i prayed, prayed for someone, i loved, I adored, i found my forever in his world
at the edge of heaven, his eyes shined, caught my sight, caught my all intentions, amongst mountains, my heart got lost, each feeling, I got, led me to my wonderland as time went by, this day came, destroyed the world, I made with my love and faith, all were imaginations but bitter reality as well, but something beyond was hidden amongst lines, which still is a mystery I need to solve myself..."

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