THE LAST MISSING PIECES

jet speed. I went to see who it was, but there was no trace of any person. I remembered someone from the past and went to my book shelf, searching for my old diaries. Yes, I've had the habit of

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s house, in the backyard, her father had built a fabulously big park only for his princess. Since the age of 4 ye

ing a golden white gown with rose petals affixed to the bottom of the hemline that fit like a second skin to her body, and she seemed happy to see us playin

o my cheeks and pinches me affectionately. The young lady started to talk to me by calling Hi Aaron. Stunned, I ask her, "How do you know my name?" She

ra?" because she looked more like Thara in her teens. She simply laughs at my way of asking questions, and again she is coming to pinch my cheeks, and I am ready in an attacking position. Yes, I'm

?" Then I realised that the young lady was not seen by them and could be seen only by me. "Child Aaron, you alone could see and hear me; I'm here to give my words to you for the salvation of my g

note from me. You have to take care of her, especially at her age of 12, without knowing how to respond at that age. The only thing I can do for my Thara is to protect her. I asked her how I could help safeguard Thara and who was there to hurt my friend. I'm just a kid who does

ll today, "I'm looking forward to you and Thara in the future, and I'm waiting for you