Chapter 1

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I keep looking at the computer in front of me, staring at it, but nothing, I am thinking the right way to write it without it to hurt, I wrote it before but every time I end up in tears, I do not have the strength to keep going, It was long ago but damn, it really feels like it was yesterday, it really hurts like it was yesterday... I need a rest, I really do not want to write today, I am not feeling right lately, I go to living room and just lay down on the sofa, sooner or later I fall asleep but someone is at the front door.

-    How is everything little sister? – Max ask happily when he sees the door opening until he sees me.

-    Well... I was trying to write...

-    If you want, I can help you... but you know I really do not see the point of writing this if is not... I mean if you do not feel right about it...

-    Max it was my idea... I just thought this will help me heal...

-    Is not really helping as far as I can see... just...

-    Do not you dare... do not tell me to give up on this. - I shout at him and entering again in the living room while I hear the door closing behind me.

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