Fish Audioによる無料のMr Rizu AI音声ジェネレーター

I I don’t talk about my family much anymore. Not because I don’t want to, but because every time I try, something inside me tightens—like a wound that never fully healed. I was 18 the night my daddy didn’t come home.

But it was the beginning of my horror. But, it was the beginning of my horror.

我和她一起来到这个大城市，本以为这里处处是机遇，可现在，只剩下疲惫。 每天清晨，我们被闹钟吵醒，然后在人潮汹涌的地铁里，被挤成肉饼。我在公司里忙得像个陀螺，那些方案改了又改，客户的要求五花八门，老板的脸色也越来越难看。我常常加班到深夜，拖着沉重的身子回到出租屋，四周的黑暗像是这座城市对我的嘲笑。

Sometimes I find myself buying two cups of coffee, even now, it's these little habits that catch me off guard, they're like echoes of our routine, I haven't changed them because they're all I have left of our mornings together.

Once I dreamt that we were dear to each other , I woke to find that we were strangers

The rain doesn't fall today. It creeps. Each drop hesitates before touching earth, as if testing the world's reality. The air grows thick with possibility, and somewhere between the clouds and ground, time forgets its rhythm. This isn't precipitation. This is nature holding its breath.

Ontem minha mãe me ligou chorando, pedindo desculpas por tudo. Disse que estava arrependida do jeito que me tratou durante anos. Mas sabe de uma coisa? Agora é tarde demais. As cicatrizes que ela deixou não vão embora com um simples "desculpa".

Dad Mom it's almost Christmas I miss you so much but for the safety of the American people and to keep America great I have to stay here am I worth your following your like