Marcaba

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25 years ago.

"Sarai, where are you?" Sarai's mother, Katrina called as she searched around the house for her daughter.

She peeped over the large refrigerator by the wall, but to her disappointment, Sarai isn't there as she always does. But the drawing papers on the ground gave Katrina the leads about where Sarai might be.

Katrina sighed and walked around the refrigerator to the corner which is littered by the drawing sheets that she easily knew was her daughter's.

She bent before it and picked the papers. On the papers were half drawn images. Like a tree that had one eye, but the tree isn't whole yet.

Katrina exhaled sharply and grabbed the other papers. All she met was the same. A tree that had eyes, but the drawing isn't completed, just like the first ones.

Katrina sprung to her feet and she strode to the stairs, ascending it in a race and then rushed to the extreme end of the upper corridor. She stopped by the door and hesitated for a second. However, she sighed and grabbed t
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