One summer night
A strange figure is seen from afar.
The sweet little girl behind the big windows is enslaved with fear and terror.
Each cries and pleas of her is answered by the tics of the clock.
As the second comes the strange figure moves closer and closer.
When the strange figure reached the window,
He wipe out the accumulated moist.
There the little girl found that the strange figure is someone she knows.
She stop her cries,
Wipe her tears,
And end her sobs and pleas.
She smiles at him.
She opens the big windows to hold his hands.
And after some time
Darkness consumes her upon hearing the words...
"I'm sorry my sweet little princess..."
To be revealed...
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Memories
Narrativa generaleMemories can be forgotten. Memories can be kept. Memories can be created. But memories can't be destroyed
