deni_avr
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Hello, everyone!
My name is Denitsa, from Bulgaria. I am 27 and i am new here. Since the 25 th of June i have been feeling more sad than i have ever fealt in my whole life. Something really broke in me. I cannot explain it, i even cannot understand it for myself. I have never imagined that this would affect me so much. I watched all the interviews, all documentaries, almost everything dedicated to MJ on youtube. I wanted to share a story that happened to me on the 7 th of July. It is not something big, it not extraordinary, but for me it was really special and unique experience. On the day of his memorial i was leaving work and heading home. It had been raining, all wet. I was so sad, barely holding my tears on the street. I just wanted to go home as soon as possible, watch his memorial, listen to the songs, be alone and cry...On my way home there is a church. Passing by it, i checked my watch - it was 6 o`clock pm - from the news i knew that at this time he was supposed to be buried. I got off the bus, went to the church, lit a candle and sat there for a while. Then i left the church and headed for the bus station again barely holding tears. I cannot imagine how i looked in other people`s eyes that moment. While waiting for the bus, suddenly something colourful cough my sight. I looked and there it was, just lying on the wet grass, near the bus station - a plush toy ( i do knot know whether this is the right word in english). It was a clown, with a colourful clothes and a hat. The strangest thing was that the toy was dry and it had been raining just an hour ago. Of course i started crying just there, holding it in my hands. It was the most sweetest and touching thing ever happened to me!
I know in real word this is called just a coincidence, but in that moment i knew it was something more. Or i wish it was...
Thank you for reading!
Excuse my bad english.
ps. I am not sure i posted this on the right place, excuse me if it is not.
My name is Denitsa, from Bulgaria. I am 27 and i am new here. Since the 25 th of June i have been feeling more sad than i have ever fealt in my whole life. Something really broke in me. I cannot explain it, i even cannot understand it for myself. I have never imagined that this would affect me so much. I watched all the interviews, all documentaries, almost everything dedicated to MJ on youtube. I wanted to share a story that happened to me on the 7 th of July. It is not something big, it not extraordinary, but for me it was really special and unique experience. On the day of his memorial i was leaving work and heading home. It had been raining, all wet. I was so sad, barely holding my tears on the street. I just wanted to go home as soon as possible, watch his memorial, listen to the songs, be alone and cry...On my way home there is a church. Passing by it, i checked my watch - it was 6 o`clock pm - from the news i knew that at this time he was supposed to be buried. I got off the bus, went to the church, lit a candle and sat there for a while. Then i left the church and headed for the bus station again barely holding tears. I cannot imagine how i looked in other people`s eyes that moment. While waiting for the bus, suddenly something colourful cough my sight. I looked and there it was, just lying on the wet grass, near the bus station - a plush toy ( i do knot know whether this is the right word in english). It was a clown, with a colourful clothes and a hat. The strangest thing was that the toy was dry and it had been raining just an hour ago. Of course i started crying just there, holding it in my hands. It was the most sweetest and touching thing ever happened to me!
I know in real word this is called just a coincidence, but in that moment i knew it was something more. Or i wish it was...
Thank you for reading!
Excuse my bad english.
ps. I am not sure i posted this on the right place, excuse me if it is not.
Your english is perfect as well 
