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September 15, 2008
She wasn’t drunk, just almost. Her head was in a spin and the stars felt near. It was that dizzy feeling again of wanting to fall knowing that there was someone who will catch her. But she doesn’t want those arms now. Once she would have love faking a fall. Once when it was him, she would love to fall and he would catch her and laugh. Then he would scold her for her childish plays. She would just sneer naughtily. Now it was different.

She went home to her bed just like any other night and quickly fell asleep.