I'm going to run away. Once again, I'll take all my things and I'll run as fast as I can, under the snow, the rain, under every single weather. I'll run until my feet bleed and my heart stops. And then, I'll drop my dead self on the floor.
But no one will ever find my corpse.
"You didn't look for me!"
He said.
"That poor girl"
"No one understood her."
And once again, I had to throw that body to a river and keep on living.
