A girl was sitting on a bench on a rainy night. She was crying. But the tears on her cheeks can't be determined due to the raindrops dropping on her face.
I was always wrong. I have done no good things. She said sadly to the crying sky.
She stayed where she was for minutes, when she suddenly looked above. She could barely open her eyelids, so she bowed her head down.
She stopped crying and her inner ego told to her,
You have no one with you. The only thing to solve your problem is to help yourself. God will not give you this kind if you cannot survive.
She raised her head and stood up. The rain became stronger, as what she is now.
If no person can give me advice, then my ego will. And my ego shall follow God's rules. I shall survive.
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An Obscure Reflection
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