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From the diary of Anna

I need to write something , or I will die tonight.
I have taken pain killers. Still there is pain. So much pain. I dont care. I have other ways. I will write and engage myself in ......
Talked to Cathy in my dreams. Saw her - rarely happy - always in the doldrums. There is conflict. There is fear. She is lonely. She is afraid of being wrong , yet poor she knows she is wrong. She saw a dream - that heaven will not accept her n threw her again on earth and she has come on the top of her house , yet she is happy , because perhaps she didn't want to lose her playmate whom she loved. She is cruel , she is ruthless , she is ....
Whatever! She died. But I know she is not peaceful in her grave. He asked her to haunt him.
I was wondering whom I will haunt after my death.
I wish I could know it this moment.
Some childhood wishes never alter.
I still have one and only wish --- Leave it!
I know you are not interested.
My words will be read again- again read between in lines - when I will perish ....

@Anna

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