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"No one I know is really real"
Enzo questioned, he was interrupted when Vera banged on the door. "ENZO VIDAS!! Guests are here.. Mom said. Better hurry up brat"
He felt Vera's footsteps fade away as he sighed and grabbed a razor knife.
..........................Basically,
Enzo always had a terrible, traumatizing, childhood. He had his parents arguing everyday, he had to listen to their bisaya words as he understood every word. He had to deal his mother telling him he hated him, even though his mother told him that she would always love him, no matter what. Every fight. He knew other people had x10 worse experiences than him, but no matter what, it hurt. A lot
Even his friends were trash, he felt like there was no such thing as a real feeling of permanent friendship as a gift.
Acting like your life is perfect is enough. Every emo image says, 'fake smile, im not okay, help me'. They look quirky.
Real experienced people thought it was funny, and laughed about it with their friends.
Deep inside, it deeply, and sadly, muttered in Enzo's head,
'It's true, but it sounds quirky. Don't be negative with your friends, negative people aren't attractive though!!'
His happy past felt like a dream.
"Hey Enzo!" Claire smiled as Vera frowned. Enzo rolled his eyes. "Hi,"
"Let's play in your room. You better give me some pesos so i can buy more crk gems!" Claire smirked as Enzo faked smiled.
"Sure"
Make Claire proud is our objective today, we'll feel the same rush of happiness together!
