Finding Felicity
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Have you ever experienced sitting in a rectangular table filled by your whole family and the sweet scent sorrounding the atmosphere, talking a lot about nice things, complementing the delicious food adobo that was cooked by your mom after that the whole family will rest at the salas and start to reminisce all the memories from those frame hanging in the wall- it was like a fantasy that I keep on dreaming conciously.
I seem sound like an abandoned child but I wasn't, because in the first place I grew up in an orphanage and I never met any member of my family and I woudn't dare as well.
But what if someday a person will adopt me and fulfill my dream to have a perfect family.
And that someday I made a wrong decision that will turn out everything in an unforgivable way.
Should I keep my fantasy and be blind about my own feelings and so I won't sit from that lonely bed and keep on dreaming again conciously?
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