Chapter 1:Starting point

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A wonderful early morning--- birds chirping to the bright sun, the trees rustling and making such wonderful harmony, the grass and flowers around my house dances along with the winds music. Such days where you might think "Oh! it will be a very good day today, wont it?"

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Are you serious?

such optimism pisses me off. I cant take it. With all the problems we have in the world; corruption, poverty, global warming/climate change. What's there to be so happy about? Isn't being optimistic just another way to be ignorant? Is it not , just being happy of the world's disasters and not taking it too seriously? *sigh*

Really, I can never understand such people. It's like they're in their own little happy world and just quickly disappears without worrying too much of everything.

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Oh....I'm sorry. I did'nt mean to be bothering you with negative Ideals. Say what you want though, but I'll never be able understand what it means to be truly happy. Let alone, I haven't experienced what it's like being in love. AND I HAVE NO INTENTION TO FIND OUT.

Putting that aside I think it's already time to introduce myself isn't it? My name is Exa. well, my nickname that is. I can count with my fingers on how many people know my real name, since my nickname became so well-known to the people around me. I did'nt need a reason to tell them my full name. And besides I already got used to responding quicker to that name.

And I'm a girl for your information, although it's not really obvious with just my name and my appearance. Honestly, I think I was born with the wrong gender. Being a bit boyish in looks and action, you really would mistake me for a boy if I were'nt wearing girl clothes.

But back to the story. 

Last night, in the middles of my sleep. I had a nightmare. A disgusting one in-fact, I dreamt of myself being closely ravaged by a shadowed man. Until, "It" saved me. It was a silhouette, standing proudly with an exclaimed killing intent. Whether if "it" was really saving me or not? 

I have no idea....

Since last night, I had been wondering what that dream had meant. Spending my early morning full of it's mysteries, it was simply irritating. With no clue to whom or what the silhouette was and not even a trace to what it means. It's just so mind-fucked.

Well anyway, enough chitchat. I think it's already time for me to go to school Isn't it? With the time being nearly past 6 in the morning.  I had really no intention of getting a good attendance, but since I had woken up SO VERY EARLY. I guess there's nothing to lose.

I ate my breakfast made by myself,brushed my teeth, put on my uniform and hurriedly went to the train station.

It was the start of my day and the start of the second semester. I had been unmotivatedly going to school...

LAZILY SIGHING WITH MY HEAD BOWED DOWN. 

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Heyaaa~ I'm sorry if this chapter was boring for some of you and a bit short for a fact. It's my first time writing these kind of stuff and I have no Idea on how the heck I'm gonna continue this, let alone make a complete plot. ._.

Anyway, please go easy on me, and dont forget to vote if you liked it! :D

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