Autumn in Sicily, Italy (end story)

I was in the cart of horses, and waving my hands, 20xx from violin concert on the way to Italy Palace. Then suddenly, my cart of horses exploded and i throwed away fallen then dying.

And another girl was in Palace w my grandma and cars, and then i came in to Palace, they kicked me. Who was there? She was my best friend, then i went to Indonesia w collecting some money w playing violin.

And my sprit father came and cuddle lifting me up and sayin :

Dont wanting Palace, they are lazy and haughty, not creative, not intuitive. Go beyond explore your world having experiences.

Then, i went to airport, i bought a book titled, "Tears on My Pillow" and bible to read all on plane. And i found some wisdom from both that Sadness is not making someone greatest--but the greatest is humble heart and forgiving heart. 

And my spirit father came again and sayin :

Chase kindness, and knowledges, if you stumble, remember, spirit father will lift you up, if no spirit father anymore, true good man is by your side. If none for us, God and Angel himself is by your side. Because strong hand is not power , but power is helping hand each other.

Then my spirit father kissing me and Godfather lifted me, someday you will understand, why they all left you, because too good of you, and sorry hurting you. 

Please forgive me, i cant stop loving you..said my sprit father, Schwazeneger in a song that sung by his best friend, Bryan Adams


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