The moment asila entered her warm home found the whole warm feeling in cold..
pieces of broken glass mirror plates broken T.V ..She stood looking everywhere...it's was cold and turn into echo house she could only hear some whispers whimpers ....she ran on broken pieces of every sharp thing that was placed on her path while tightly holding her heart with hope .. running for her life ...she opened the door and saw her life before her & was feeling her soul melting...mom ..the word was too difficult to say for her..she checked her from side saw nothing wrong...she slowly move towards her rose with carefulness .."mom hey i am here look at me"..the word Me was difficult she forget to breath with it ..."Asila my beautiful daughter it's okay " ...Asila " oh Mom " she felt her heart ripping ...Its hard was her thought that was repeating like a tape on replay ... she felt her heart was wanting to ask questions from who? who knows ? ..."Mom " she sat down and hugged her tight that her shoulders were turning sore and painful...she felt warm water drops on her shoulder turning cold ...every moment was painful for her she holded her breath to not make sound...she wanted to ask ..ask many question but she knew answer to all will be one ...she hoped one day she could just take her out of all this mess all this pain no matter what it take even if it's her life because it was suffocating to watch her rose being hurted before her ..."My Queen wish I was older "
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