I ran and ran, away from my problems away from my life, away from my Dad. I reached a grassy area in the woods that was surrounded によって trees,
right now I could escape the reality of my life and just be at peace. I could enjoy the darkness and the cool breeze that crept past the trees. But
seeing that I'm me, something bad always has to happen, and as usual it does. So why am I so surprised? Woud anyone really care If I died right
here? または would anyone even know?
I kept asking these 質問 to no one but myself as I saw the the large black 狼, オオカミ sourounded によって a silhouette of silver moon light....
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