I admit that I was intimidated by her. My dear sister, she has advantages that are different from mine. She is always praised as a beauty by others.
But I remember her despair, she thought she would be happy if she was with that southerner. Knowing that man's wife, that day, let her sleep forever.
I remember her blood.
From that day on, I was intimidated by her. It seemed like every night was filled with various nightmares, they were like her dissected corpse.
Until I met him, I was still very young and he was already a gangster from another school.
I was suddenly tired of everything that was suffocating me, tired of my excellent grades, and tired of my paintings.
I thought we would never meet again, but on the first day of high school I suddenly saw him, his eyes as bright as stars.
Until the girl cried and told me that she really liked him. I swore to her then that I would stay away from him.
Then, I wore the long skirt I had worn many years ago, ran to the supermarket, bought my first cigarette, and smoked it hard. Sometimes it's really ridiculous, even though we met very early, I had to give in.
I knew at that time that he and I would never meet again.