"Prologue"

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     When I was seven my mom and dad died, so me and my sister got to stay at my grandma's house. It was so depressing because your mom and dad die on an airplane crashed.

But....

But even though.....

They are dead.....

     I'm still great full, because...

I still have someone to count on, like my grandma and sister, my friends. I'm so greatful to have them by my side.

But....

But...

There's something bothering me....

     I had this strange dream. I was walking at a path I don't know what king of path is it, but then suddenly a bright light started to show up in front of me!!.

     Ahhh!! I said as I close my eyes from the bright light. When I felt that the light started to fade away. I started to open my eyes slowly.

    I saw a figure of a guy he was wearing a black skirt and a white pants but I can't barely see his face because of remaining light, but I did see the color of his hair it was white then I asked. "Who are you" still trying to cover my eyes.

    But then I saw a tear streaming down on his face, he was holding a hairpin. A hairpin?.

    But then something happened I looked at his hand I saw a thread, a red thread it was  tied at his ring finger. And as if something that red thread has got to do with the guy.

    And then I felt something from my.....

To be continued.....

    

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