THE OPENING

She stand in front of a mirror.... and she just doesn't recognize the image that she's sees. Is it me? or someone else. It is me.... but not exactly me. Physically me but inside of it? it just not me. Not me anymore....

She's gone..... with all the burden she'd carried for years. She's gone with a big black hole in her heart without knowing how, where and when it will be covered. She's left with a full sack of her untold stories. She's vanished......

No more tears, no more sad stories, no more solitudes, no more blues......

The book is come to an end....
Hopefully..... totally end. Completely



........I'm opening my new book, I'm about to write my new chapter of my life........I am moving on