I opened my computer and checked my email. Ah, there was a new mail.
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From : youcry@yihaa.com
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From : youcry@yihaa.com
To : markworld@ricochet.com
Subject : I had been stole an important thing from you
Subject : I had been stole an important thing from you
Becareful...
Dweebs!
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Maybe, it just a mail from someone who hate me.
Maybe, it just a mail from someone who hate me.
***
It's about 9PM, my cellphone rang.
"Hello?"
"Mark! Listen! Your parents..."
"..."
My phone fell down. I felt there was no energy inside me. There was nothing left.
***
The next day, on my parent's house, many people came with black clothes. A traffic accident occured near my parent's house, and they involved there. They died.
"there is nothing left in this family, their son can't do anything"
"You're right, that boy will suffered and will give up soon"
"I don't want to take care him! No way"
That's what i heard from that people. In the graveyard, i wanted to bury them by myself, without cry. I stayed at my parent's house for tonight.
The next day, many people came. They came to take all of my change to get money source like from insurance, etc. With that troublesome procedure and many things that couldn't help anything.
There was nothing left
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