Ostatnio z zaskoczeniem spostrzegłam, iż mój najbardziej chory tekst na da dostał najwięcej komentarzy. Co więcej, pozytywnych.
Cieszy mnie to, aczkolwiek nie uważam, żeby był szczytem moich możliwości. Powiem więcej, w moich oczach jest kiepski.
Dlatego postaram się zostać przy tym stylu, ale go ulepszyć najbardziej, jak potrafię.

Szykuję w głowie opowieść o Mary Bell, inspirowaną jej zbrodniami z dzieciństwa oraz piosenką zespołu "Macabre", która w ogóle przedstawiła mi tą postać.
Pamiętajcie dziewczynki i chłopcy to czytający, we've only just begun...

--Dziecię Antykreatora-->in progress

I'm glad this is the end of this month...
I barely started to get on with the fact that my great-grandpa is dead...
And yesterday suddenly...
'I don't know, how to tell you that, but...your great-grandma Maria died couple days ago. The funeral was already in Ciechanów, so you couldn't be there anyway, and you had problems in school, because of that students exchange.'
Yeah, my last great-grandma, this time from father's side...

Two deaths in one month.
Two funerals in one month.
Two funerals in one month, on which I wasn't able to be.

And now, 1rst of November, the day of saints, and 2nd November, the day of memories about those, who aren't with us anymore.

Too much for me.
I have to take a rest...

Hi people, I'm back!

15.10-25.10 Portugal
See you soon, I hope.

My great-grandfather died last night...
He had an attack, when medicaments stopped working in the hospital.
He was almost 93 and he was very sick tho...
Well...Rest in peace...
The worst thing is that I was supposed to go to the Portugal for student's exchange, and the funreal will be, when I'll be there.
I don't know if I should go or stay.
Bye for now...