so here's the story, again ..
the dark-deep hole. honestly, she'd been there once. and after this time, it would be twice. it is hurt until now but yet she still trying her very best to climb up. it seems impossible to do it all herself, so one day she comes with a thought, thinking that it might be a good idea to call for help. then, she screams for help as loud as she can, hoping that someone could hear her. not long after that, someone comes and throw down a rope. the person ask her to climb as he tries to pull the rope up. vigorously.
so, she is climbing up. yes, she knows she should. but one thing bothering her. her friend is still there. she wanted to climb up as much as she wanted to stay. but 'stay' would never be her decision. she believe that. it is hard and her heart shattered. but she has faith. faith that, one day everything will be all right.
so, she's slowly climbing up.
the end.
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