The beginning is a blur. I can't grasp anything I'm seeing. Every ache in my body is begging me to stop. Stop the pain, torture, and everything that is cutting me deeply. My mind is being tortured by something that isn't my doing.
As I run, I feel my legs trembling from what had just happened. I run straight to my bedroom, making sure I lock the door behind me. The echoes are still behind me, but I can't look back. Not even a glance, I tell myself. My tears drop heavily. I feel as if my heart is going to explode into a million pieces.
Enervation is emotionally and physically consuming me. I enter my bathroom, turn on the shower, and let the boiling water go through my aching body. The tears won't stop, and the pain is becoming unbearable. Life is complicated, and from what I've learned, it only gets worse. After what feels like fifteen minutes, I get out of the steamy shower and wrap a towel around my body, pressing lightly on the sores and bruises. I clean the mirror from all the steam and look at the person I no longer recognize.
Who's she? She's changed.
She's not the same girl I know.
She looks darker with the storm inside her raging, not allowing her to breathe. I begin to cry again, with the aches in my heart growing.
What have I become?
What has this cruel world done to me?
I turn on the sink and begin splashing cold water onto my face in an attempt to feel something, anything. As I sob vigorously, the splashes directed to my face become more forceful and tense.
However, I don't feel anything.
Numbness isn't even close to it.
My knees become weak. I drop to the floor, not even trying to hold on. Words can't describe how I am feeling, and I want the pain to leave me alone. This kind of pain is not ordinary. It didn't just change me. It breaks me. It makes me someone that I never think I will become, but then again, things change. Things always change.
I'm not the same girl that used to be happy and laugh. I remember years ago when I was a little girl running through the playground. My laughs were echoing throughout the sky. The wind was blowing through my long hair. I smile as I look at my parents, who are happily watching me. I'm singing something I picked up from the children in the fields. As I run, something manages to catch up with me. My memories are soon shattered with my reality. I'm not the same girl anymore. No, she's long gone. I am the new her.
I'm shattered.
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RomanceIn a dark world, can two shattered hearts find love within each other? When they were younger, he made her a promise. Life has a way of keeping them apart. Now he's back, but they're both not the same people. Sofia is a young college student sufferi...
