She woke up with an empty mind. For a moment, her mind was blank. Then everything came back like a roller coster. She remembered everything, the pain,the sorrow, the regret, the desparation, the tears before falling asleep. Her eyes were swollen.Her mind and soul both were tired. She was lacking peace. No amount of rest could give her rest because it was her mind and soul which were tired, not her body. She tried to hold back tears. She didn't want to cry again. It was another long day coming ahead. She had to wear up that fake smile again and had to pretend everything was alright. Being strong was her only choice, although it wasn't easy and required a lot of her stamina. She sighed and got out of her bed. She walked towards the window while tying her hairs. The sun was already up, the birds were chirping loudly, the world was wide awake.
"The world isn't affected by the loss and sorrow of others. It goes on and so does the life." She muttered to herself and went to get changed.
"Good morning, mom." She greeted her mother with a hug and started to help her in preparing breakfast.
"Good morning dear. You are late today. Aren't you going to university for your classes?" Her mom asked her. "No, mom my classes are late today and then I have two hours of practical in the evening. Another tiring day. uggghhh When will this study be completed? She said with a frown. Her mom just laughed. She knew it was her routine complaining about studies and yet when she had another, she chose to continue her education anyway.
She ate her breakfast in silence lost in thoughts. After breakfast, she started to get ready for her uni.
Irisha was walking towards her class lost in her own thoughts when she bumped into someone.
"oh sorry" she apologized, without looking at the person and walked by.
'What a strange girl!' exclaimed the person she bumped into, 'I didn't even accept her apology and she left..ugh so annoying'.
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This is my first draft of any English story, please be patient with me. I have written two before in my native language, Urdu.
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P.S: The chapter is short for a reason. I will update soon with more. Please take time to read this short chapter. It will mean a lot to me.
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Searching Paradise
FantasíaA girl trying to put her emotions and feelings into words. it's not quite a story. it is just a way to express different feelings, thoughts, wishes etc. One day Irisha finds out a secret about herself and her life completely changes after that. She...
