a berry in my diary

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“A berry in my diary” In the graceful night fall in Village Ancestra, Ayhen and her father, Albert, who was a writer, was celebrating her 18th birthday. Since the day that her mother was gone, the both of them were peacefully residing in their sweet home. Like any other parties, the highlight of her birthday is the gifts. “My dear daughter, this is especially for you,” Albert said. Ayhen make a little curve on her face and to her curiosity, she open it and surprisingly said “Oh! A diary! Thanks Dad! This stuff is all I want, and now I have it, I’ll promise to take care of it and of course I will use it every now and then. How I wished I will be the best writer in our essay contest in my school, and if God insist, my source of inspiration is you!” Ayhen smiled. After a wordy hour of conversations, night came, as their everyday routine, Albert was writing interesting and amusing poems and novels as a part of his job, while her daughter Ayhen was beside him reading some books and trying to figure out what’s the flesh of being a novelist. Time after time, she writes poems so that she can beat every rhythm of the words that will produce melody. “Ouch! My headache attacks me!” Albert cried. He break the concentration of her daughter, “Dad what’s wrong?” she worried. “Nothing, I think I need a new reading glass, but this one is fine, I’ll just use it until I bought a new one.” Albert responded. Ayhen sighed. Her head was downed as a sign of glum. How she wish her father was always fine. “My dear, it’s time to sleep, go to your bed and I’ll just finish my papers.” “Dad, I have something for you, just read it, Good night.” She said and went away. Albert was awake until the last din of the clock then he read the message, it says “When I’m embraced in fear, he hug me, whispering no one will hurt you. After all he was my super dad.” He spares a smile because of the
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