I sat in class near the window watching the world, and observing it's people. The world seemed sad today, the sky was gloomy and the rain poured heavily. There was an argument in the back of my class, and my teacher cried when she couldn't hold in her frustration.
The world then fell silent, and the sound of rain splattering against the roof was all I could hear. Moment's later the bell roared loudly, and I slowly packed my things and left.
I walked through the hallway wanting to feel something, anything but couldn't.
I felt dead inside.
I touched my chest searching for a heart beat and when I felt it, I wondered "how?"
I felt so dead inside, how could I be alive? How was my heart still beating, how was I still breathing? I felt as if my lungs would collapse on me any moment and I'd die slowly but surely.
I felt like a flame that was slowly burning out.
I needed something, or someone to light me up again.
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Forgetting Mr.
Fiksi Umum"I'm his Salvation" I thought to myself smiling. I know now that I was nothing but his Damnation in disguise. A story and painful outcome of an illicit relationship between a student and teacher and attempts of trying to forget the past and achieve...
