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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

DAY 3,
On the 8th of march 2009, something drastic happened in my life. My life took a deep plunge. It is something private and I do not think I should I should reveal what happened. However I am still traumatized by what happened. All the while, I always assumed stuff like this could only have existed and occur in dramas but that day I was proven wrong. It is only when one is at a loss will one feel the chilling realization that something real has happened. The scenes keep repeating. Still so vivid. Still so spine chilling. Still so heart breaking.

I want to help but I feel so helpless and saddened.
'I am sorry. I could do nothing but stand there and watch.'
'I wanted to help. I really did'








Now is the time when I really need you.
Someone to make me smile.

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I miss Her -