My secret diary

A journey from my secret diary to public diary

#siblings #life #littlethings #matters

  • A Bed

    Suddenly, I started to feel a chest ache the ache of missing someone. This time, the “someone” is not a fleshy  human being ; it is a moment when I was a little girl, happily sharing my bed with my three- and four-seconds-older siblings. The middle seat of the king-sized bed was always reserved for… Read more

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