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Bewildered instinct gets through the tragic scene making a turn through mesmerizing state. Life, an attempt of survival with struggle. 

Hey there, this is Emma an Angel, my dad recalled the fairy tales resembling me as a character to his imaginative world. 

An 8 year old with all the luxury in the world. A happy family I had. A family of 3 it was. Getting to be known as Edwards’ and Bellas’ child used to be a proud and overwhelming feeling. 

I had everything that a normal being would ever wish to have. 

It is somewhat believed that bad phase strikes at least once in your life but then the question is, is it a compulsion? 

Not a compulsion but I believe fate is what makes you aware. 
Such a wonderful life I had; friends, family and surely the luxury and then comes the outburst of bad luck. 

A few months and it takes away everything, including the childhood. The happy family then diminishes into the cloud. 

‘Angel with everything’ was destined to stay away from her little family. The childhood then had some bad grudge against the little kiddo. 

Tears, fear and uncertain instincts gets the ignition and the world gets dark.  

The reason? A bunch of trust which was later transformed into betrayal. The girl then gets to learn about the struggle people go through. 

Probably a shocking incident it was which led me towards depression. Right? Suicidal attempt when I was 11. Was I a coward? I do question myself. But then not, suicide is something which takes a lot of courage. 

I thank my fate for not letting me quit. Hard times do come but is never permanent in life. 

Life gets better if the will is strong. 

Years passed, things did get better. The hope did reside but was never seen. 

My dad is a hero who never shattered. He did struggle with all the strength and my mom is brave enough to never cry. 

The moral where people lose all their hope and choose to rest in peace are actually stupid not to have a wide view towards “Life”. 

I am an adult now, I somewhere missed my childhood but I am lucky enough to have this second life of mine. 

I thank my parents for not quitting but likely will always have a question for them. 

After years of struggle was it a necessity or a foolish decision for Edward and Bella to split? 

Well, I believe wherever you go, whatever you wish for gets fulfilled. 

I have everything now but surely I will be missing the little loving family which now is all lost. 

I hope Edward and Bella gets the best shot with their life and surely I’ll be there with my responsibility.  

SAAIL POKHREL 


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