In literature a drama genre deserves your attention. Dramas are usually called plays. Every person is made up of two parts: good and evil. Due to life circumstances, the human reveals one or another side of his nature. In drama we can see the full range of emotions : it can be love, jealousy, hatred, fear, etc. The best drama books are full of dialogue. This type of drama is one of the oldest forms of storytelling and has existed almost since the beginning of humanity. Drama genre - these are events that involve a lot of people. People most often suffer in this genre, because they are selfish. People always think to themselves first, they want have a benefit.Love,Drama ,Lies,and allybies by adande bienaime (top novels of all time .TXT) 📖
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the next day i didn't even go to school so my mom just called and told the principal the sad news. he to was upset. the funeral was on October 3,2013.i sang in my fathers funeral. when we all went to the coffin my mother fell on his body sobbing "Why Martin don't leave us ". she sobbed. four people had to take her away. then we all went home. i was still wearing my black dress that i wore to the funeral that day. i had no light in my room and i was really depressed. Erin comforted me with nice words then left. I was looking at our old photos when my mom came in. "you really miss him don't you Serena". she asked. i simply nodded with tears streaming down my brown cheeks."Remember when he said funny made up words when you were sad". she said and manged to crack a smile. "yeah..mama". i said "yes dear". "do you think god would want us to stay strong when things didn't go right". "of course have faith". she whispered then walked out of my room. We ate dinner in silence we pretty much did anything in silence . I went to get smoothies. i sat at the table with red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. drank my smoothie.
-flash back-
"hey daddy, don't you love Chicago" i said with a high pitch voice. "yes ,but i love you more than anything in the world honey bun". he said. we were sitting under the night sky with stars above our heads we were looking at the great dipper and he told stories about the stars.
-back to reality-
a tear slid off my cheek. i walked back home in silence. i walked upstairs and began to pray. "dear lord please tell my father said hello and i promise to follow you and Jesus in my life time.... Amen". i said and went to bed. i woke up.a noise woke me up. Clink! i turn to the window and i see that Jason is there he smiles and throws a letter in my window (don't open till Sunday P.S: I'M SORRY BOUT YOUR DADDY MINES DIED TO GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR FAMILY MAY THE LORD BE WITH YOU BY:JASON HEFTILY
the next day was Sunday i stared at the evolpe
Text: adande bienaime
Images: vava voom
Editing: my friend Cheyenne Flores
Translation: vathsana marquez
Publication Date: 02-16-2013
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to:my friends
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