Malgoraitea

This is not the end. Not for them. Not for dream on. Book might have its end, no more words to published, maybe. But the story is going on. Maybe kind of short story. I don't know, yet, but I am totally sure, even my diary is not qualified for being published, I am still here, starring at Sean whom now mastered in New Music Class... and sitting here, next to the guy with a classic-expensive camera. Yet he loves to take picture of me, he said one day he would open a Train Picture Gallery, his super cute idea about taking pictures of me (and some others, of course) and put it on lines like train, and make them like a movie. Shots per shots, frames to frames, and finish as a story. ...and don't forget, he's really kind to anybody... and he has the best smile after Sean. I think I like him too. Well, just like, anyway. -Ane