Isinulat ni: senyora_athena
“I don’t understand you Daddy, why are doing this to me?” I can’t help but to cry. My tears are falling from my eyes.
“Shh. Calm down, Carolina. I’ll be back.”
“When?”
“I can’t tell.”
That was 15 years ago. That was Carolina who’s young and can’t stand on her own.
Now, I’m 22 years old. Facing now a coffin, wearing my black dress made by silk.
The same scenario, my teary eye. Asking my dad the same question I made.
“Dad, why are you doing this to me?”
But now, he can’t answer my question with the same answer he made. He can’t come back anymore. He’s dead.
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Unwritten Tales
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