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I heard everything...

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I was there that time...

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"I love you Joy",

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Chapter 15: The Last Life...

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Back to normal... Intramurals is over.... Back to the normal classes time....
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I woke up, lying on my king sized bed....

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My eyes turned baggy.... 'Cuz I couldn't sleep yesterday...

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All I did is cry...

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When I realized...

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That the one he was cheaping ..... is me...

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What is this tear?

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I don't want to cry again...

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I stoop up from my king sized bed... Then walked down the long long stairs.... I'm very much tired of living in this home...

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Home?

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I don't have that home...

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Everytime I wake up.... There's no more greeting....

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Everytime I eat.... There's no more talking...

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Everytime I swing outside.... There's no more laughing...

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This is Amy Shines...

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Welcome to my life...

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I need attention.... I always need some attention....

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But then my family is so busy......If ever I go talk to them.... They're strict enough to cut it...

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I hate my family...

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But I love fame...

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with it.... I am so much attractive...

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With Chris....

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I am forgetting.. my problems...

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But...

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This is over...

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He doesn't need me anymore...

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"Princess Shine, breakfast is well served...", One of our maid said... Calling me formally as I went downstairs.... Almost tiring...

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"Okay... Thank you ^_^ ",

"You're always welcome Princess.... You're always like this kind.... I can't deny you are having a great husband in the future... :) ",

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"N...no....not",

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"But you are perfect princess.... God is good and He surely will give y--",

"I don't believe in Gods....",

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I passed by the maid and continued walking down the stairs.... Silently...

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At the eating area.... The table is much long enough to feel alone, and far away from glasses.... windows.... bondings....

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The maids are lined up together, formally... As I sit and start eating the breakfast...

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There's a lot of people, maids that are watching me while eating.... I'm used to it.... But I feel alone...still.... They don't even want to let go a very single at least a very single word... Just like my mother.... and father....

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I don't even have brothers or sisters.... I'm alone... Get used to it....

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Only Chris.... would make me happy.... But he's gone already....

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I stood up as I came preparing myself... Then gone the mansion... Getting to the Valleyview....

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I hate God...

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I hate God...

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I hate Him for giving me this life...

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When I was an elementary Student.... I always got bullied.....always....

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Because I had a rich family.... They kept stealing my money....

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There was nothing left in me...

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When I tried to resist....

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They blackmailed me...

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When I tried, reaching my parents one time...

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They played strict...

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They used to listen on my bully classmates rather than their own daughter!

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When I used to pray to GOD they were talking

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It just turned worst! More than you could imagine!

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Now who says about believing Him....?

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'Cuz I would never see it....

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Finally came to the Valleyview.... Coming on the top of it....

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This is what you've been waiting for God....

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Standing on the rooftop....

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Are you satisfied....?

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*Whoosh~*