Mysterious Lullaby

Mysterious Lullaby

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'Regrets keep hunting me. Is it wrong to dream for a family? I'm just a walking victim of life's mysterious ways. Can I have a chance to make myself happy again? Why is that whenever I heard that tune I get tranced?' A story of a girl having a chance to live a life she has never experience. A love of a family and the mysterious tune is the only escape to her depressing past. Can she change herself? Will she get attached to her new life?
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[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.

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