Warm feeling of happiness and emptiness

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As I got back home, I was cuddled by my little sister. My sweet little angel. I don't see her often but given the fact that today is her birthday, I couldn't let this happen without me, I brought her a book about clothes and all since she really likes it. I really hope she likes it!

As she opened her gifts one by one she finally opened mine, and the smile on her face was everything to me. I used all my money to buy her this. I'm so happy that she's happy... But now, what do I do? I mean, I came here and gave her my gift... then what? Do I scream loudly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! OMG YOU'RE SO OLD NOW!!! No... that's the definition of annoying. I think I'll just stay in a corner, silent, as she thanks everyone for the gift... except me, of course... why am I here... I don't even feel anything towards everyone... I'm just... a shell, an empty shell, who just watch and stand in the dead silence. I'm in the shadow of everyone, but I'm not even recognize as something as significant as a shadow. Should I ask her :

"What... am I?"

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