what was my fault?

what was my fault?

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a story of 4 brothers and one sister . brothers who hate her sister . who were manipulated. a father who thinks because of her daughter her lovely died . all were blaming her for there mother dead. father : you kill my wife. (slap her) then a boy of 18 year come forward hold the 10 year old girl hand and said. boy : ( emotionaless face) you killed my mother . I hate you just go from there and never show your face . girl : you were my hero.(think) that girl was a once upon a princess and now nothing. her world turned upside down. she was broken. her heroes leave her and hate her. just one thought was in her mind what was my fault?
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