Rewriting MY Fate
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" she was telling him about her class crush where he was adding that person's name in his torturing list "
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It's all his plan... I guess... but why me? What's going in God's mind that I have to face this? I-I wish... I could make everything all right from things started turning wrong way. I-am not able to see anything... is this my end? Is this is how my live is going to end? In such pathetic way?
I blinked my eyes my head hurts like a bitch! My vision is getting blurry... I-I want to see my father last time... Mumma... Papa.... the only thing I can see is their corpes lying on the floor with blood pool surrounding them. I can't get up... I want to help them, but only thing I can do is to lie down on the floor and see them suffering, damn... my vision is getting more blurry I can't feel anything around after something big hit my head from behind... M-my father's most trusted men shoot him and mom in front of my eyes... they are no more just because of that sick bastard! My throat is getting dry... I saw a man running towards me... who is he? Why is he crying? Wait... Raghuvendra? Why are you crying after killing my dad.... my whole family.... I-... why am I in your arms in my last time? All I can see is regret, love, sadness, revenge in his eyes what's going on... what is his plan... why are you stroking my head Raghav? All I can see is his Rudraksh bracelet in his hand which was stroking me is now shining... what's going on? God? Raghav? Am I going to Die like this?
Hey Bholenath I .... I just want to make everything all right... I just want a single chance....
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