This a true story, added with spices, but still most of its parts are based on experiences and actual happenings. The writer chose to publish this story for two reasons: It is in the pit of her stomach, in the depth of her hypothalamus and in the strings of her heart begging to come out, to breathe in. The writer wants to give an ending to this, to end everything. The writer will continue this work if someone will say (comment) so, or some people are willing enough to know how this story goes. Just leave your comment, it'll be a pleasure :)