I've never really believed in happy endings; they are a strange topic of choice. Perhaps happy endings don't nearly exist nor do bad endings. Perhaps people chose their own ending that's nor happy or bad, people will make the choices they want and knowing the outcome or their choices. Everyone's actions lead to something and that something could lead to something and so on and so on, until your actions lead to the end.
But then again 'The End' is a strange topic as well. Nobody knows when then end will take place or where. Scientists can only hope that their theories are correct, nothing is this world is certain, at anytime something tragic could happen in a matter of seconds.
A tragedy is perhaps the word that explains my life. It is the word for when mother passed away when I was eleven. It was the word when my grandfather passed less than two months after. It was the word that was used when the love of my life wasn't the love of my life anymore. Tragedy. A word of many things, but most importantly leads to the end for most.
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