I love you ...as soon as we hear the rhythm of this word we feel warm and safe , thinking about our relationships that we still cling to despite being adversity .
family , friends and loved ones . they say that love is either a gift or a sin . either you love the one who makes you live in heaven or the one who makes you taste like hell , it's always about people , most of our worries , our happiness , our sadness is because of people .
for me , once i loved my family , it disappeared , mom , dad and my brother i lost them one night in a car accident . the strange thing they found the wrecked car empty without my family's corpess .
the case was closed to remain a mystery , that day was my sixth birthday , and it was the first gift from the world for me to live alone and orphaned for the rest of my life . Although i found my aunt always by my side trying to compensate for my mother tenderness , she took good care of me . but i did not want to be a burden to her . she spent her life for me and i was very selfish and kept to myself . my youth went well . i finished my studies , i had a kind and faithful friend named Alice . as for my love life due to the beauty of his appearance and the warmth of his impression , i found someone who loves me although he is always busy ....then i became a writer , publishing books that carry the pain of my life .
Do readers enjoy reading about someone elses concerns , or is it because we have the same scars ....??
but really i'm not very popular , just a writer with few fans , i worked in a grocery store .
every night i sat as usual. behind that lonely rock in front of the shore looking at how miserable my life is . sometimes i cry and other times i throw stone in the sand . my aunt recently got married and moved to korea with her husband . why do i feel sorry for her ....! perhaps because she has fallen into the mestrom of this sinister world ,married .... having children .... then death. i wish there something beautiful in my life , something that would make this 25 years old girl feel different and happy .
The next morning i went to work as usual , i sat in front of the cash register. , counted millions and at the end of the day i only got a few dollars .
i carried the cash box to my shopkeeper and he started shouting as usual :"since i hired you the cash box has been running low , why arent you doing well . girls always like broken machines that bring nothing but trouble " . i began to feel Dizzy and hear voices echoing to myself and fight completely .
i see my self running in a scary forest between graves and as soon as i turned around i found my family's graves covered in blood . i was shocked when i saw it . i started hearing a group of voices saying :"they are trying to kill you too . you have to find the Devil". i felt a hand touched my shoulder ....