It was a windy night after tutoring when I stepped out of Lily's house. I lost track of time while teaching her. It doesn't happen often though, but due to upcoming mid-exams, she needs extra time.
I like walks, I always liked walking it helps me clear my mind up. Until and unless there is this group of men passing me or vans it gives chills. This reminds me of those nights which left such an impact on my life that I doubt myself so much. If I will ever be okay or not. Growing up no one not even my parents told me that the world out there is pretty cruel and they do what their heart desires to not taking into consideration of others' feelings.
I know it's passed but deep down it still scares me. Sometimes making me wonder if it is that or I am just a coward. Most of the nights I get nightmares and then for the rest of the night I'm restless, not able to get any sleep anymore. All these thoughts disturbing me enough not to go back home because I know I will cry and lose hope again maybe even start cutting.
So I don't go home back instead I decide to sit on a bench under the tree. I know it's late but since it's just 7 minutes walk from here to home I sit for a while to clear my mind. An old man passing me stops for a while to smiles at me and says, " It's all gonna be gone as fast as it came, kid". Sighing I get up and go home to fall on the bed without changing my
clothes.
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