Everything is a Wound
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March 20, 2014, Indonesia.
(Eight years ago)
Rained down as if she understood how a girl was feeling who was lying weakly on her bed, at that time tears fell along with raindrops. Although it has been deleted repeatedly, it still. Uninvited tears, always running down hER cheeks. Even though it was her birthday, that day she turned twenty-one years old. But no birthday wishes, nor a gift. That poor girl, just passing her time lonely. Suddenly at the same time, the girl began to hear footsteps approaching her. The girl could only get up from her bed while rubbing her cheeks and then hiding in a small cupboard in the corner of her room.
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