苦的巧克力

Let me tell you a story.
A story of a little girl, whose life was just about perfect upon birth.
She had loving parents, a warm family. She was promised every bit of goodness in the world. She was a gem in her family; no one treated her lesser than a princess. Life seemed to be flawless.

但公主变成乞丐了。现在，连基本的家里温暖…她也得不到。Something which is not within her grasp of reach.

现在，很多人羡慕她。觉得她什么都有，但他们却不知道…当她看到他们和他们家里人时候，她有多羡慕他们。她甘愿把她所有得到的，换到能够有那种家庭温暖的感觉。

Life, ah life. How marvelous and awful you can be at the same time.

她好累。她不喜欢跟很多人接近，因为当跟一个人接近时，你给他权力伤害你。现在，那个一直不断的在伤害她的人，就是她最亲的人。

演员就是在外面一直在演，到了后台…她就能休息。Not in the case of this actress. When she gets back into her refuge, it is not as what it should be.

“好痛…好痛……一直弄我悲伤的人，却是我最亲的人…却是那个我最能依靠的人…却是我叫妈妈的人……” This was what she whimpered under the breath as she weeped in the shower.

Often, she would look in the mirror and reassure herself of a better tomorrow. Even more often, the very diabolical thing to her, is the very thing that is always there.

“我喜欢巧克力，不管是苦的还是甜的……我还是很喜欢它。”
“我会继续爱我妈妈，不管她是苦的还是甜的……我还是会很爱她。”

Because it was the one thing she promised her Daddy.

If she could do one thing, she would try to give a call up to Heaven and tell her Daddy to cancel that promise off. However, she knew something like this has absolutely no chance of ever happening.

爸爸，我这个女儿是妈咪的出气筒。For as long as I could remember, I had been one to her. 其实，我不介意…因为我知道每个人必须表达出他的不满意。但，为什么我不能体谅她呢？可能是因为小时候，她一直为了男生而不理我。从小，她就让我孤单。别的男生就是比她女儿重要。爸爸，如果我没有答应你我会在她身边，我会跟别的亲戚住了…我就能继续当公主。我不用因为知道我妈咪赚得不够钱，而故意不要去学我喜欢的东西。我不用因为知道妈咪一定不会回来，而早点把门锁上。我不用很多晚上一个人在家里，怕黑怕孤单怕鬼怕噩梦。我不用因为知道妈咪把别人看待比较重大，而每次不要打扰她。我不用因为妈咪不在，而被别同学们的家长取笑。我不用……不用再说了。反正，都已经过了。

唉~ I feel slightly better.

巧克力现在虽然是苦的，但还是我爱的。
不能说扔就扔。