I PROMISE.AND SOMETIMES,I DO THINK ABOUT HIM.

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we reached the airport...as i got down and started walking towards the entrance,i heard a voice behind me,saying,"Sara..come back next christmas..." I turned around and saw my father with tears in his eyes...i dropped my suitcases and ran to my father...i put my arms around him and whispered in his ears,"i promise...."

I found out later-that white powder was just a drug.To make people unconscious.

Maybe he wanted to take me with him and run away somewhere,with his happiness.towards his happiness.

Maybe.

I always think about my mother.

About my aunt.

And sometimes,i still think about him.

i do.



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