My family thought that he was crazy, but I just thought that he was interesting and he love mystery, he loved it so much that is killed him.
English isn't my first language so there is maybe some grammar mistakes but I'm wrong on my grammar. I hope...
Some people said that he was crazy, some people said he was a historian but I thought he was a genius. My uncle lived for mysterious, he loved it so much that it got him killed.
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When I was a little girl, he use to tell me story's about the mystery of the world and I believed him, I still do but I didn't know that those mysteries would make him ignore his family, but it did and he moved to Honolulu. Years went by without a word from him, the only way I know he was alive was that he every year on my birthday send me a letter that said "mysteries is what makes life great, so here you have something to write down all your mysteries, and who knows maybe one day you can tell me about it" and with the letter was also a empty journal, I never used all the empty journal I got from him because I never knew what to write in them until now.
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P.S. I can promise you that the next chapter will be much longer then this 💕
