My day is continue like a living dead. The color of my day is like a black and white. It was so dull, in everyday past by it worst and worst. When she leave she bring every beaty of my life. I can't accept that I lost her next to my eyes.
I ask the man above, why me?
What I do wrong to experience this?
Why I can't move on in this long years of yearning and sorrow?
Why I'm still holding on, for what, and for whom?
Do I get the answer of my question, or it will still question until the end. I'm Christopher Knight.
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love from the star
General FictionI live my life in the dark. I sleep at the bed of sorrow, I was covered with pain of the past in cold winter night, but I can't leave this place now because I only had one reason to live, the only person I hold. MY SON. I am Christopher Knight. I...
