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She walked, in the dark streets. It was hard, too hard.
Why did he let her alive?
Why should she be like this, a miserable insect, trying to find a little ray of light, in this dark city.
Why, why, why, why can't anybody give her answers? WHY?
She finally reached the dorms, hoping at the same time that no one will see her, and someone to notice her.
She hates it, she hates being so illogical. That's so dumb. She hates it.
Bea might be sleeping. It's good. She won't see her. She can't worry her.
It's bad.
She shouldn't ask anyone's help.
It's bad
Too bad
For her
For everyone
She oppened the door of her dorms, Bea was there, sleeping peacefully.
"Lucky..." thought Gwen
She wont be able to sleep well during a long time, she feels it.