Lingua di destinazione: Inglese
Once upon a time, I had met a girl, who was a cancer patient, couldn't go out in public. Her friends had excluded her out of fear that the disease might spread, she had lost her hair. I was very sorry and wanted her to be my girlfriend so that she could be happy. Slowly, I fell in love with her. We had great times. I did everything she wanted. One year later, she got well. Her hair appeared and she became a beautiful girl. Then, she started moving away from me, fell in love with another guy and left me. I was very sorry, left that city and started a new life. Then I heard that she had caught the disease again and died and I was very sorry. I'm always crying, I visit her grave every year, talk to her.
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