1. This is a story. A sad story perhaps, but when the girl died, she had no regrets at all. She was happy that she had lived such wonderful life... Well, more fortunate than many others I said. She was the one that made me realize how gifted I am to be who I am, to be able to grow to where I am now. She was a fresh start for me.
2. I loved her.
3. This is the story she was unable to tell.

*Everything I write will be one time only*

Not every writing lasts forever. Nor will mine. But it's still mine to keep. Don't take it.