I know I haven’t written here for some time now and you must have probably wandered what happened to Lilian. So here I am, ready to explain my absence. So here I am ready to share my experience. And here I am wording out what happened to her with the simplest words ever!
Yes, I’m sitting here knowing I didn’t
feel a thing. I know I wasn’t broken at all. I was shaven. Just shaved. The only problem is; I was shaved when I wasn’t ready at all, I was ripped off my hair when I wasn’t expecting at all. It was so sudden that me can’t even explain how me was shaved.
I mean he had a razor which he would put away whenever he thought I would spot it. I saw it. I felt he wanted to use it on me. I was right but timid. Very timid.
Thoughts crossed my mind one after the other,
Didn’t me see the razor?
Didn’t me see him hide it whenever he felt I could see it?
Didn’t me told me to stay away from him?
Then why was me overwhelmed?
Then why did me fall into his trap?
I was guilty of two things, first, I knew I should have stopped him from shaving me. second, I knew he otherwise shouldn’t have shaved me. But he did and I helped him.
I needed some plenty time all alone. I wanted to breathe some fresh air by the beach all alone. So I went away. I went silent. And I stopped writing. No. Don’t take me wrong dear friend. I didn’t run away from this little Conner where I’m free to share anything I want. No I didn’t.Tweet
It’s my lifestyle to take some time off whenever I’m shaven. And now that my hair is grown back,I won’t let anyone shave me again. Never.
I don’t know how best you could have dealt with it but that was my best, taking some time off. Tell me, what could you have done?