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It all started on the day when I fell from a tree near the log house of Mormher. On the day when I was blinded to one eye.
I will write about everything that happened on these pages, no matter how crazy, it may never put me in front of those who will read my message.
Why didn"t mom just tell me everything as it is? This thought, it is like a tight knot, and no matter how I try to untie it, it only drags on and tighter. If she only told me the truth, the terrible events of the last few days, perhaps, would never have happened
I will write about everything that happened on these pages, no matter how crazy, it may never put me in front of those who will read my message.
Why didn"t mom just tell me everything as it is? This thought, it is like a tight knot, and no matter how I try to untie it, it only drags on and tighter. If she only told me the truth, the terrible events of the last few days, perhaps, would never have happened