𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ─── 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐜

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A piece of Amalia was broken, ever since the summer of 2022, life has never been the same for her. Tragedy, it isn't something that should be romanticised, because it doesn't create victims or survivors, it creates broken people with holes in their hearts with a void that could never be filled. Amalia learnt that the hard way. She went through something unimaginable; a way that you would think is too tragic to experience in the real life. Unfortunately, for Amalia, movies was not a way to escape because the tragedies you would see at the cinema was the reality for her. Amalia had the hollywood movie experience, she just wasn't lucky enough to have the gift of witnessing it through 3D glasses.

Amalia had always thought she was too much, she felt like she was carrying the world on her shoulders, and her tragedies was always dragging her down. Everything had always been too much for her, the multiple heartbreaks, the countless tears she shed, and the parental stab wounds that would never heal. Maybe she was just too much to deal with, too much anger, too many different emotions, too many mood swings. She was just as a whole, too much.

To a variety of different people, she was and had always been too much to deal with, she was aware of that and it killed her, she wasn't able to do anything about it whatsoever. Her tragedy didn't make her a hero, it made her too much to deal with, nothing could fix that. Like a fragile glass which was filled to the brim with water, or any type of liquid imaginable, Amalia was the type to spill over the edge way too much, and tragedy was what made her this way.

Amalia Jensen was broken, she was fragile, and she was porcelain. She despised feeling like that, though she's learnt to live with that and yes, she feels pain, but yet she believes that pain is so beautiful, and so unique. Even though, nobody should have to go through it. Amalia was well aware of the fact that she was broken and her way of coping was spending time with the two people she loved and trusted the most, Angel Huan and Charles Leclerc.

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It was a summer morning, the sun was shining so bright it was like a celestial fireball in the sky which was shining down on people, and staring right at it could potentially blind you (temporarily of course), the birds were tweeting loudly, and you could hear the faint noise of the boats hitting the dock whilst passing by the marine. Amalia had just finished with her last customer of the day and just before she was about to pack away her stuff, she sees two familiar people making their way into the café.

Amalia had a huge, visible smile on her face as soon
she saw the two people she loved most in the world walk into the warm, cosy, friendly café. "Here she is in all her beauty!" Angel spoke clearly, "Yeah, yeah" the brown, asian haired girl spoke. "What are you guys doing here anyways?" Charles spoke up loudly and said "Well... we knew that you finish early today so we thought that we'd go out shopping together!!!!!" The barista happily complied, and the three made their way to shop.

Amalia's phone was constantly buzzing with multiple messages from the new - found friends she had made. "Jesus christ, why is your phone blowing up?" The male friend spoke, "It's the group chat I was added to, it's like they never sleep. I always wake up to hundreds of messages from them" Amalia frustratedly stated. Angel wondered whether or not Amalia was interested with what they were texting about, "Don't you want to see what they're saying?" As the three sat down in a restaurant, which had flowers spread evenly everywhere and smelt like basil leaves mixed with herbs you would find at your local garden shop. Amalia responded with a giggle "No not really, but would YOU like to see what they're saying??" Quickly, with a cheeky smile, the giddy friends screamed "YESSS!!!!!"

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