A Writing that never ended.

A blessing that everyone would long to have. Mary was having it.. I cant tell you what and how. All is that would go away with lifelong struggle. Accompanying the  the happiness that she was having from her childhood that she was the most luckiest girl. All that she could ever want she would get it.

Perfect education perfect parents Sound background beauty and good friend.

She was a pet of all that could understand human behavior.

A perfect blend of all qualities.

Swinging high , one day she found an puppy wandering here and there. She went out and started to trace it. It stopped at the end of the road and turn to her. She went near by it was a cute puppy. As if it came down from star. It was holding a paper roll with its collar.

It said” Those who consider this puppy as their own will have to suffer pain regrets and all worries of worlds”

Words were threatening. It screamed the horror of  a brutal past. As girl in 20’s one would never think to dare it.

But Mary had decided. She took the puppy in her arms and named it Scarlet..

She bought her home. She told the entire thing to her parents. They begged her to leave it.

She said no and started to take her to room. When dad protested. She just left the scarlet in a bag near by and went upstairs.

Dad was happy finally she obeyed. He was preparing to take scarlet away when he heard the footsteps. It was Mary . she was wid a tiny baggage . she climbed down and took the scarlet and said “ Don’t ask me anything I am leaving this place. Let it lead me to scarest of all I will abide by it.”

For a cursed puppy she defied her relations and left her home.

Parents did try to call her back. But she was on to her words.

Scarlet was on… it moved first and Mary followed …

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I can’t Write anymore.

I am a Big failure in my life. Sorry I can’t continue

"it was amazing to be in the feeling of love."

“i used to even right now all the smses that she had ever sent :) it was a craze. i used to write it down so small that i could fit into sheets of papers. easily without wasting many papers over there. with small small letters in running hand. those papers are still there somewhere at home. i think brought with me. its with me somewhere inside the luggage :) "