When God Made You

When God Made You

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Just like other girls, Elena Amity Hansen is always longing for someone to love her truly. Who wouldn't want it? This "fairytale" thing greatly influenced her life.. especially in her love life. And eventually lead her to stumble. It was late.. Too late for her to realize it! But God has its own way to reach out to His lost children. He is always extending out His grace to everyone. Will she be redeemed? Will she be able to break free from her past that keep on haunting her? "Soul Ties" is what they call it. But later, she knew that hers wasn't a blessing. Even from the very beginning. How will she escape from it? And will she ever be able to find the right person that her heart has been yearning for? A Man after God's own heart. Will she be able to tell him, "When God made you, He must have been thinking about me!"?
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This would be really boring. You don't need to waste time reading this. Not just boring, it might be even heartbreaking. The story was still going on, and therefore I had no idea whether it would end in a tragedy or not, but I had a feeling it would. And it did. We broke up under the striking, burning sun of 19th September, 2016. I write usually in a monotone description, therefore don't judge if you read this. My name is Rue, and I wish my life could be like the picture I put as a cover of my story, colourful, calm, and with a soulmate who keeps loving me all the way. However, things never happen as what we would like them to happen. I don't love my life, but I want to remember all that once happened. I want to look back one day, when I'm fully grown, and smile or tell my old self right now that I'm dumb. Mostly and lastly, I just want to remember him, the one I very much remember right now, but will fade in times to come. It is already fading now, and I only hope that I can write them all before they disappear from my mind, forever...

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