This is a short story that was made to be submitted as a final project in my elective, Journalism. Instead of making a scrapbook that contained our previous lessons, I decided to make this and add the elements of our previous lessons here. So don't...
I have always been the one who gets left behind. I have always been the weak one between the two of us. I have always been the lesser twin. And I knew to myself, that I have always been the one who never ceased to love and believe in people. No matter how cruel they are to me...
Andrea has always been distant to me. She's cold and mean towards me. But I never stopped loving her... because she's my sister. And I knew there was kindness in her. Like that one time she gave her ice cream to me when I accidentally wasted mine...
My parents are rarely home, because they are always busy with their works. But I knew the sacrifices that they made just for us to be able to eat three times a day. And so I never stopped loving them. Especially that one time that they attended my ballet recital...
The kids at school... my classmates... schoolmates... I knew that I was being bullied. I knew the pain. But I tried to understand every one of them. Their motives... and why they chose me as their target. I never stopped believing that they would change. That someday, they would be the ones who helped the bullied. Because believing is one method that I know, I am rooting for them.
The Principal and several guys at school... they touched me... abused me... but... I chose to forgive. I am not a saint. But in this short life that we've been given. I believe that there is no time to waste on anger and revenge. Forgive. Forgiving, is made upon believing. Believing that a person still has the chance to change. Because the wounds will heal, and forgiving is a part of the medication. I know that it wouldn't justify what they did to me... But I believed that I am strong. I have this illusion. And only the strong ones could forgive.
Leon... my... other half... my first best friend... words are not enough to express how much I adore and love you. I hope that you find someone better. Someone who'll be able to give you all your needs. Satisfy your manly needs... and be able to give you the love that you deserve. For I know, that I'm not that girl...
The Lighthouse... thank you for giving me the chance to express my wordless thoughts through photos...
And to Hermione... you stand before me, and I warned you not to stop me. It hated you. I hated you to the pits of hell. You could manage to smile without faking it. You can talk and express yourself without any problem at all. You're strong, tough, and had the ability to doubt. You were everything I wanted to be. I envied you, and I hate you. But still... I love you.
I loved each and every person I met through this lifetime. I believe in all of you. I forgive you all. And I... love you all.
And to a girl named Bria. You're better off gone. It's the only way to save the others. Save them from the agony, the despair, and the pain that you inflict. Because you're nothing but just another Pandora with her box.
I have captured a lot of happy moments and I hope, that even once in my life, even afterlife, I am able to put a smile on your faces... because that is all I ever wish for... to save others by making them happy.
"It's all about saving others."
I whispered, as the tears continued to fall, into an abyss of darkness.
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