Out Of Love Out Of Love

Hello. I'm Not A Writer. I'm Doing This Out Of My Love for someone.

Someone who? You will know..once you start reading the book.

Thank you Yang Studio for helping me with this.

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When did it all begin?

Long before I could even know the difference between certain pleasantness of life.
Long before I learnt to spell my name.
Long before I could know anything.

It was our kindergarten. We were those free birds, caring about nothing, worrying about nothing. An age where nothing matters, other than our toys and candy bars. But I still remember her toddle. Her cheekiness.

I remember how beautiful a kiddo girl she was even back then.