She died for knowledge, or that's what I thought. She wished to see his true form. She was in love, but she was just one of his side chicks. She barely meant anything to him. Once he revealed his true self, she perished. No human could withstand the sight. That's the story of how my mother left me.
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My Creative Writing
Cerita PendekThis is a collection of some creative writing that I've been working on.
