Hello... My fellow, uh, readers? I guess? I'm surely confused on how to bloody write this. How should I start?
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Umm... Well it was 5 in the morning. I woke up, being a normal human being, barely trying really. I walk down to the kitchen to... you know, do stuff. Long story short, I went out to take a breath of fresh air, like there's no oxygen in my house. I carried myself to the park, along with my mind and my book.
Then, I saw this rather unusual name in the book. I started to pronounce it differently inside my head. After countless of trials, I decided to call him Indera. yeah nice name. I pronounce it 'in.dure.are.' I don't know how you pronounce it.
I continued my reading until chapter 38. I stopped because it was almost dusk. Urgh, why can't there be lights everywhere so that I could read? I walked myself towards my house, which by now is burning down to ashes. Thank goodness I brought my book with me.
This is the third time this week. Not a surprise though. Every time I read this book, my house burns. Even I don't have a clue why. but who cares?
