Chapter 1 (the day starts)

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Seraphims' POV

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"Do you remember? Can you still remember us?... it's okay, we'll still be here waiting cease and with perseverance in your dark and forgotten memories until you pick us up"

"Wait...who are you?"

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The morning comes, and the Sun rises fairly...as I smell the cool breeze of petricor that's lingering in my nose, it was probably raining last night, no wonder why I had an extra decent sleep. While a single drop of crystalline tear slipped from eye...

"Good morning to you hectic and Disorderlied world I'm currently occupying in"

How to describe a complete morning?

When birds are chirping melodically, while resting on top of the freshly damp trees, gently chanting a smooth wake up call to bless your ears to get ready for the day that's about to start, clouds scooting over to make room for the Sun to shine ones' full morning through the clear yet moisten window, while the wind flows lightly like whispering a sweet little secret in the air that touches your skin which somehow makes you feel a little chilly but in a good way, It is really such a good feeling to wake up in this way, but, at the same time...

"I don't wanna get up from bed, I'm too lazy"

I said to myself in a muffled voice since I shifted my position where I'm now laying on my stomach, making me face the pillow flatly on the bed, as I sniff the scent of the bundle of cotton, I can still smell the perfume that's stained on it, one of my default habit is I always apply some perfume on my pillow and blanket, because for some reason, it helps me sleep better, and lessens my chance of having sleep paralysis at night, the action that I made now just makes me drowsier, I let my still heavy eyelids to close and just have another episode of nap-

The sleep, is almost complete, if it's not because one big heavy pillow that crushed through the back of my head, and my system...and my soul...

And oh look!, I just saw the whole stars of the flag of the USA

I groaned in response, but did not move a single muscle, I must not let an aggressive random pillow to disrupt my upcoming nap-

"Wake up" a cold and calm voice distorted from a person I know can crush ones whole system, but unlike the aggressive pillow, it's not random, it's clearly my sister, specifically 6 years older than me, approximately 5 times stronger than Hercules himself, clearly 4 times scarier than freddy Krueger, since she gives more nightmares than him, and-

"At the count of three, and it reaches one, you will open your eyes and see, that in this world you're already gone, three..." she spoke softly, but, but like in poison, the less aggressive, the more radioactive and active, but the timer is running, so in a speed of light, I stood up (not so) straight, since I stumbled a little, kudos to my malfunctional and useless core. I  fixed my hair and clothes, while rubbing my eyes

"G-goodmorning my lovely sister, how's your sleep? Was it good?" I asked by default, while showing my smile hiding my nervousness, or was it the complete opposite?

"Bold of you to assume that I actually slept last night, after you played a blaring music that almost broke my eardrums and sanity, I swear I am an inch near of barging into your room and swing a bat across your head to forcefully put you to sleep" said my sister, wait, we have a bat?

"Since when did you have a bat?" I asked, not minding her threat and complain

"Since when did you have a brain?, Did you already forget that you fought with the captain of the varsity player verbally, and since you went out of control, you swung the bat that you randomly picked up from the ground into the head of the poor airhead guy that knocked him out good for three days, and since you were so shock of what you did, out of nervousness and fear of getting caught, you ran away from the field leaving him on the ground unconscious, and went straight home, sweating, with the baseball bat, and the reason why it's still in your room it's because you said your hiding this "evidence" in your confidential place eternally"
ooh, now it's starting to make sense, since I'm less a little drowsy now

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