Author's Note

••• ON HOLD •••

I don't know how it happened. All I know is that it hurts, it still does, every minute, every hour. Every day. Each passing moment, the thought pierces my heart. I should forget it, I try to forget it, but I can't. The struggle, the torture, the invasion and the intruder..
I forgot none, it's still as clear as crystal and as sharp as a dagger. It can destroy me, it can erase me, but I will try to face it with all my might. I will try to fight with the painful memories. I will try to fight with the alluring death..