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Can I stay alive forever?
Forever.
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She stared at her, at them. Until her eyes started to pierce holes through their souls.
"What's wrong?" Her mother had asked and her father followed the gaze.
She couldn't get what her friend had said a week ago, out of her bloody mind. It might not have had any effect on her at that particular moment. But when she fully understood, the fact dawned on her, eating away her insides.
She looked at them, one long look before answering, "Nothing much."
They all -she and her parents- were seated around the dining table silently munching the food. Her father seemed as composed as ever with his glasses perched on the bend of his nose. His once black beard was now all white and his once stiff skin, loosely bagged down due to the weight it once held.
She hadn't really paid much attention to her aging mother as she seemed to have now. The wrinkles around her mother's once perfectly sculpted skin was a proof otherwise. Also her pale worn out complexion added to the fact.
Though her features were gentle as always, that didn't change the fact that her mother was infact getting old. And she couldn't register it in her brain just yet.
Because she knew what would follow after that.
And she was scared.
Yes, she was. And it scared her more when she realized that she really was scared.
Her father rose his eyebrow at her thoughtful self. She could only smile at the man who once carried her in a piggyback.
As if understanding him, "Don't worry about me anymore. For the sake of God, I am an adult now!" She had said those exact words which seemed to have soothed the worry on her father's face, just a bit.
God? The word had slipped out of her ungodly mouth so smoothly, it surprised her. She had never given it much thought now that she thinks about it. She was always so occupied by these tiny things that arose silly wild thoughts; it bugged her.
She always wanted the answers to everything. She wanted someone to answer it for her. She wanted to ask more until there were no more left to answer.
She was eighteen and responsible now. She couldn't clutch on to her parents for every little thing.
Because she knew.
She knew that one day, they'll be gone.
And the life that she seeks now, will change drastically.
Forever.
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The End Of Us
SpiritualThe waves crashed violently against the bottom of the cliff where they stood. The wind roared harsh hitting their skin. She held his strong hands in her soft one's smiling ever so warmly. "Come." She whispered. "Come and let's find together what li...
