Evita, a name who means life and in this case my name did justice for it, but my life was a sea with many monsters on it. They say you karma is a bitch, is it or not l really don'know but l should say it l have to believe in it. Evita, sometime l think mother did a mistake she should call me another name something more special something more girly, but in a way l am just giving my self a hard time in the end of the day l am l with all my mistakes as a human being.
" Hey earth to Evita" my best friend is calling me. Hey Joan please stop messing around l can hear you l am just admiring the view you know. And the view means sweaty guys she just raises the brown .
You know l always wonder what do those girls have more than us l mean we are cool. She just stares at me and than looks at my chest and hers and than she says you know the answer nooo. yes l knew l said bye to her and in the end went to my car.
"you know the usual place and time" l heard a voice l knew who was and l had too. He was my dawn fall. My reply was silence but my heart was hurting because in the end l was just her replacement and his toy. I was darkness and he was my light in a cool November night.
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November
General FictionAll started in that night years ago when she was under the rain and he could only watch and pray that the woman he loved would forgive him, but forgiveness is earned not given. Join the journey of a girl who loved but was not loved but she never gav...
