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I Felt Sorry But Don't Take it Seriously!


Dear my friend June S.,

I saw so many statues on the shelves of your room.

But I accidentally broke one.

Which is the dark statue.

Supposedly I look and do not touch.

But I did not listen to you.

I wonder off.

And put my finger to the statue.

And then the statue fell from the shelf.

And I felt shameful.

I can't be friends with you.

I just made you feel sad for your broken statue.

I am the one is the mistake in life to be with you.

You know I'm not friendly, I'm wicked.

I can't be human.

I need to leave now.

Just don't say sorry.

Throw my life away from yourself,

protect yourself from a crazy demon,

who broke your precious item.

Please don't say, "Calm down, Lina D.!"

Sincerely, Lina D.

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<p>Lina D. broke a dark statue in June&#39;s room. She was sorry, but wicked. She left&nbsp;</p><p>a letter somewhere in his room so June S. can read it and never come back for&nbsp;</p><p>her.</p><p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Breaking something meant to break someone&#39;s sanity to madness. June would have</p><p>been crying and screaming and throwing stuff and ripping the letter to pieces. June&nbsp;</p><p>would have come after her and said, &quot;That is not your object to be sorry for.&quot; Or&nbsp;</p><p>June cannot find her at her normal house and she might have disappear.</p>

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