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i'm sitting in front of the fireplace in our house. i am five months away from giving birth. this is my last entry. i read through every page i have written in, every word that i pressed with hatred at myself.
life has changed.
if i keep you diary, i know one day someone is bound to read everything. i'm not willing to let that happen. hence i will have to keep my promise. i will burn you till your ashes are the only proof, so your dust particles can fly freely, carrying the truth.
i wanna say sorry, to my baby, to my husband and to my family for all the blues i have caused them. i really am. but i've matured and won't repeat my history.
and lastly, if anyone else out there is hurt or harassed the way i had been, i want to offer them strength. don't do what i did. ask for help. please. receive all the comfort that you get. there is always a way out. no matter how dark and long the tunnel is.
you'll be fine.
we'll all be fine.
i guess... this is it.
goodbye diary.
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i guess this is it. thanks everyone who read this book and enjoyed the few chapters i have written.
love, starlightyoong

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Short Story•Completed• "i'm sorry. it's not pity that i'm showing you, it's a goodbye to someone very special to me." Amna's life has been turned upside down and she is writing it all out as she buries the anguish burning inside her.