Chapter 1: How my life goes?

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It was just another 3 hour passed, sitting on the corner of the room, curling my knees, with my face burrowed. Frustration took place. Depression sets in. Consuming me like a goldfish swallowed flawlessly by a great whale shark. Glasses shattered on the floor, piercing smoothly on my bare feet. As tears begun to flow, the world started the break in.

This feels like I'm stuck in a jar for a thousand years.

"What did I do to deserve something like this?", a whispered in between sobs.

My heart shrinks everytime I think about this chapter of my life. Why not just like in stories where they have only 3 or 5 pages of a chapter then it's over. Not like this, where it takes 3 or 5 years just to overcome a certain chapter of life. It's just so frustrating to think that of all people in this big cruel world, I have been chosen as  the victim of this not-a-joke-but-a-serious life situation. I can surely say that this is just a sister of Hunger Games.

To think that just a month ago my brother passed away due to an accident, my sister was hospitalized because of asthma, my mom left us because my father is an absolute evil harvested from the crops of satan, our business will about to close because of some "I don't know" situations, my three subjects gave me "F" metal carving scores just because I didn't pay for the tuition, my friend dragged me in a situation where I need to act as his boyfriend just to make his ex jealous that leads me to more than a hundred of threats every minute, and the worst... I was in a fixed relationship with someone I can't afford to love just because her parents is a business partner of my old man. A threat of self harm and worst has been declared if she don't have me. So I sacrificed my soul and body just to maintain everything in balance, even if it means my happiness.

I picked up a piece of glass on the floor and looked at my face.

I was a happy kid once upon a time, before a storm focused on me and took away everything I have. I used to smile sweetly, laughing with all my heart, spreading good vibes, looking positive. Until a curse was placed on me stating that from now on, you will become the total opposite of your past. That means how happy I was in the past, the more sorrowful I'll become. And that is when the series of unfortunate events happened.

I looked at my tattered self on the mirror, dark circles around my eyes, paled skin, dying lifeless eyes, little punctures on my lips, all in all I looked like shit. Somehow I just need a burial ceremony and it's complete.

"I will sell this house, my kids? Just let them be. I don't care about them.", I can hear my father's voice on the other side of the wall. He's talking someone on phone.

Tears ran down on my cheeks again, this place is all I got and now it's about to gone.

How I wish I could scape this reality.

How I wish there's a world where no sadness, just pure happiness.

How I wish I got someone to be with, someone to share my thoughts without neglecting it.

How I wish everything is back to the way it used to be.

How I wish a miracle flash of time take me to farthest future.

So I can scape this sadness, So I scan scape this nightnare... So I can scape this life.

I stormed out of my room to the front door. Everything around me was in blur. All I can see is the gray sky pouring some salty waters on the earth, rain. I ran as fast as I can without looking back. Sometimes, running away is the very best idea. I let the rain wash away my physical stress. I slowed down my pace.

I was walking in the woods. Maybe I was too blinded by the nightmares that I forgot where I was going. I left my phone at home. Now I don't know where am I.

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