Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

On the last day of my previous life they asked me a question that i didnt think much of. "Will you come back". I lied to them and said yes. It was a random question. At that time, i didnt even know i was leaving. How could they have known. None of our family was planning on leaving. Yet.
I left, on that plane. I didnt know it but i was never going to see that person again. And no, this ones not about anyone. Not quite atleast. Im still trying to figure out how to do it. But if you already read the first and now you are reading this , you have to keep reading because in the next one. There is the first person.