[First-person perspective]
[Thank you for reading ≽^⚈⩊⚈^≼]
Before my mother died, I was just an ordinary girl, an ordinary high school student.
After my mother died, my father raised me. That damn adolescence and rebellious phase led me to do many things I never would have dared imagine doing before.
Can I get through this difficult time?
There is no definite answer.
Only I can write the ending.
*Written in 2017. I've tidied it up and posted it to give 2017 some closure.
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Theme: The years of youth you can never get back.
