A metal mask in my hand is rusted. It is neither clean nor brightly colourful one as it used to be. It is full of dust and defective. I still remember when I wore that mask. It has been my only companion since I was born. I noticed how its looks back and forth and… Read More

“The key of being succeed is to believe in yourself.” Some people might say that I am a drama queen. Why? It is because I like to cry a lot in my room alone. I usually avoid people see me when I am crying. I have tried that one time. I used to be a… Read More

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