I woke up feeling tight hearted. My face was covered with sweat and my breathing became unstable.
I stood up from the bed, went to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water as a sigh escaped my lips while i took a seat.
This happened everyday. Almost every single night. It was like a hobby. It all started at the day of my parents death. As if it was meant to be. But the fact that i could have prevented it just by not being stubborn was killing me every time i look at myself in the mirror.
A long sense of relief left my body as i was slowly drifting to sleep again though i know that i was gonna wake up soon the same way.
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I was getting ready as usual for my job, wearing my clothes and making sure everything was alright..i stepped out to see somi in the parking lot.
A half hearted smile left my face and i motioned her to step in the car so that we could proceed on with the day though i didnt want to. I was excessively tired today but i made sure to give out an extremely normal face and continued on with the day so as to let it go once the clock reaches eleven fifty nine.
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