Cemetery
When I was little girl I use to hang alot in cemetery's that what made me happy everytime after school. Sometimes I just sat there and ate or sometimes I just lay down and looked at the clouds ,but I grew up and I stopped going .I really don't know why ,but I just stopped going maybe is because it was when I was little that I felt alone or sad ,but now I just remember the past and think about was going to happened in the future .
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