Queen of mafia
"You are nothing but a weakling. All women are!!!!"
Elena snapped her eyes open, staring up at the dark ceiling. Everywhere was so dark because it was night time and not day time.
She sat upright, snatched the pack of cigarettes from the bedside table, lit it up, getting out of bed and walking out of the bedroom.
She took a long drag, coming out of the house into the cold dark night.
People say life is a journey, it's more like a long narrow road with no destination or ending.
You either get lost or found while going through the road, if you get lost that option brings death but if you get found that option means you have reached your destination or the end of your journey and it brings life
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