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Last One Minute
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mars 21, 2014
My name is Hanna Jane Yin. And I only have few more years to live. There was this guy who I always saw every last one minute, like 1:59, 5:59 and so on, He's really one of those Handsome guys who are so called 'Head Turners' And I also have a childhood boy bestfriend who makes me happy every minute...But then I gave my heart to a wrong person. I always give him my all, I make him happy..Always..But then he make me believe what is untrue, He make me believe he really loves me..I should believe to what people says to me. He broke my heart into pieces...It makes my condition harder...Am I gonna be fine? Or he will be the cause of my happiness but also he will be the cause why I'll die? I hope that in my Last One Minute in the world..I will smile.
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