All she had to take care about was her dolls and her pink dress. She brought light to everything that she touched, her smile could make the fog disappear; her eyes could enlighten the dark deep in the ocean. In one laugh and all the dead flowers in the world could bud again.
Little child she was, but a great soul she had; wiser than the sages, and cleverer than the geniuses. She was like a rare star that appeard in a foggy night, or like a flower that grew in the middle of the desert; pure as water, quieter than the silence. She was an extraodinary girl; more like an angel who was sent to give hope to other's life.
Her power was in making others as happy as she was and she never failed at it. Yet, something inside of her was not feeling safe and could sense something wrong was going to happen. Little did she know that the Devil himself was scheming to make ger life a living hell.
It was a battle between life and death; good and evil. Who knew that such nice little girl would carry such a heavy burden in her life
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