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2021-06-04 00:04:45At the end corner of the hilly side village, a house with the red chipped paint wall loomed. From far, it is the perfect illusion of an old building with grief history under the dim light at night.
Indeed, it is...
Naomi could replay the little girl version of her running around what had been her playground when she was little. Then years after, the place she called home embarking into her battleground, she was in despair.
Since that day the law enforcement takes her father away from their house for murder charges, their life had been a misery with minimum financial support and the glare of the people around them as if they are criminals, life as a child had never been normal.
One day, while expecting their father's homecoming, instead they only got to hold his urn of ash instead of himself. They said her father was killed in a fight in the cell. With his death, the case closed, a
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