Last time,I promise

Tania just turned 20.She had no idea that one of her dreams was about to come true...But what she also ignored was that dreams some times turn into nightmares when you accidentally -or maybe not- meet the wrong people.At last,happiness seemed to be around the corner for her but not for long.This man and everything that followed because of him changed her for what seemed to be forever.

This isn't a story about
jasmine nights and fancy dinners...This story smells like weed and loneliness.This story is like a tunnel,both wide and narrow,dark yet bright.This story is my story.