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Story I wrote 4 years ago. It was actually close to reality but not THAT close

Once, there was a girl named Makona, she was a silent, carefree, big hearted child of the Sonan Family. Her mother died when she was 12 years old. At her present life, she lives with her father. Her father wasn't really close to her, sometimes, he would go to other places without her knowing. One night, Makona decided to run away from home. While her father was sleeping, she packed her bags and started living her life on the road, it was 6:00A.M when she felt tired. And a minute later, a girl walked her way heading to school, she asked "Hi! Why are you here? Where's your family?". Makona stared at her for a moment and started talking, she told her that she ran away from home. The girl named Sonata felt pity for her. She told makona that she can live with her family. Makona was glad to hear this.
Months have passed and one stormy night, Makona was heading to her new home from school when she felt somebody was following her and before she knew it, she became unconscious. 
She woke up the next day and notice that she was in her old room. The next person near her was her father. She thought that her father missed her. but she thought wrong. He just wanted her to be dress for the wedding, she ask who's wedding would it be, and her father told her it was his. she was shocked of what she just heard. minutes later, both of them went to the chapel. After the mass, she ran outside without even being a part of the family picture.
10 years have passed and makona felt lonely and her friend Sonata was worrying about her. Sonata asked her why and she told her that she missed her father. Sonata knew this day would happen. So, they decided to go to her father's house after meal.
And so, they did, makona peeked through the gate and saw her father laughing and having fun with his new family, she said to herself, "At least he's happy." and she felt her tears roll out.
Her father noticed her leave and called her name. He followed Makona and when makona noticed her father following her, she stopped in the middle of the road, her father was filled in tears and said" I love you Makona, Live with me and our new family". Makona nodded and smiled. But before she knew it, a truck was heading her way. She was shocked and couldnt even move a muscle. She got hit. Her father ran toward her and noticed that there's a note at her back pocket. The note says"If my father's happy, i'm happy, all I wanted was to hear his voice saying the words 'I love you" in front of me. And one day, he will. And in that same day, I'm ready to die in peace".
Her father started to cry.. thinking about what he did the past years without letting her daughter feel the love she wanted before she's gone in this world.

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