In my 16 years of existence, I live up to a normal teenager's life: Study my brain out, Surf the net till midnight, Chit-chat with my social circle, Eat what I want and feel guilty afterwards, so on and so forth. These are only some of the activities which most of the teens do. There is a big word to depict those acts: PROCRASTINATION. Sounds familiar?
You may call me a devil-may-care gal who only watches puzzle pieces fall into its corresponding places, I used to believe the legendary saying, "Just go with the flow. Whatevs."
I mean, whatever life throws at me, I wouldn't give a damn for much too much. YOLO, right? I only live once so might as well be opportunity-grabbing and seize every moment of my life.
Everything's going well then it suddenly came to the point when my life flunked to zero. A transition of perfect to tragic. Just when I thought my life is dead boring, He spiced up my life with some kind of tragedy that altered the whole sequence.
My Mom died of an accident thus my Dad wasted his life. He became a douchebag and ignores me when he goes home as a drunkard from work. He made me feel like a non-existent decoration in our house. It sucks bigtime.
Now I'm alone and filled with inner interrogations:
"What did I do for this to happen?"
"What should I do now?"
"Did I become that blasphemous for me to deserve this?"
....
In my juvenile thinking, those questions bombarded me. It came to the point that they were prohibiting my sleep every night. (More than love and school tasks did)
God must be really mad that he took my parents away from me at such an early age. Now that mission to find myself and fulfill my dreams just shattered in void.
I used to believe that there's a mystery of my soul that I must try to decipher. I used to believe that I'm one of the luckiest in this world.
But I was completely wrong! All those wonderful stuff in life I had are just fragments of trickery for me to be blinded that life is sweet and nice as it may seems. But hell no! Life is a big bitch, people. It is a bitter gourd covered in vanilla frosting. Therefore, I'm resigning myself to this dreary fate.
Goodbye, world.
-Yvonne
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I suggest you read the story details first before you jump into the next chapter in order to understand the altered concept of this story. Thanks.
(c) PurpleCrownedPrincss (2014)
Date Started: April 2014.
Date Finished: XXXXXX
10/17/'14
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