Not a curse

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I still couldn't believe that such a place existed near a beach. "How did you find this place?" I asked. "When I was a kid, I had a fight with my dad and so I ran away from home and accidentally found this and spent the whole day here. Since then, I come here occasionally when I want to clear my thoughts." I looked at his eyes and they held sadness and regret as he talked about his father. "What was the fight about?" I unconsciously asked and it wasn't till a moment after that I remembered that I wasn't supposed to ask him that. "I'm sorry I asked." I said quickly, before he could say something. I expected him to get angry and yell at me for asking him a question about his family again but he just smiled sadly at me. "No, don't be sorry. You deserve to know the truth about me." "No J

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