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Jan 2011
Do me a favor?
Pretty please? with a purple cherry on top?
Close your pretty eyes.
Now imagine...
Seeing the most happiest time in your life...
The time when you learned how to drive...
The time when you moved out of your parents house...
The time you got married....

Just close your eyes and imagine this.
Do I see a smile on your face?
Yes?
Well then, imagine, all of those beautiful memories, were just half of it. Not a finished memory.

You learned how to drive.
You parked the car but you forgot to put the car in park, and the car ran over and killed a mom and a baby taking their walk.

You moved out of your parents house.
You're mom or dad had a heart attack when you left.

You got married
It was paid. That woman/man, didn't love you. Your parent paid that person to go out with you then marry you just so you won't die alone and bitter.

Now open your eyes.
Why don't I see you smiling anymore?
Mine.
Aurora
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