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I Dear Diary

Sin always was attractive to me. I always was attracted to the forbidden. I remember my grandfather had a library which was forbidden for me. The door was locked. There was a lock on the door. It was in golden color. A golden lock on a wooden dark brown door was the symbol of prohibition for me. There were lots of locked doors in different colors in my grandparent's big house. But I was most interested in that brown door. Behind the door, there was the colorful world of books and antiques, but out of my reach. That library had a big wooden yellow window, opening to the backyard. It was half a meter higher from the ground. Covered by thick curtain. Dark purple curtains. guarding the library from my eager and curious eyes. But there was an exception. A painting. It was between the window and curtain. It was a painting of a young woman, in traditional red salwar suit. She had a parrot sat on her left hand which was lifted solder height. She had a light hooded eyes makeup with black mascara. She was standing there trying to go out. I was locked out, trying to go in. I used to spent long time in front of window watching her in silence, trying to guess her story.
Lilnonames · F
Now u got colored BLOCKS LOL[image deleted]

 
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