Unspoken Feelings

Chapter 3 - Life Outside

**NO TW

Of course my life isn't just about my family. I went to school, have friends, or even best friends. This girl named Nelly, she's a complete opposite of me. She's tall, talkative, very very friendly, short black hair, big head (istg her head is fuckin big man hahah), dramatic, and basically everything that I'm not.

Don't get it wrong! I was friendly, but shy. So if you didn't talk to me first, I'll probably just smile at you. Or when I have enough courage I would introduce myself, ask what is your name and just.. don't know what to say next. One word to describe my whole life: Awkward. But hey! that Nelly girl actually became my best friend. We do everything together, and also our mom, they became best friends too. It was really fun, how she loves to cook and I love to.. watch her (I swear I didn't eat them all! This is true because I was sick apparently, but no one knows after about one year later).

I have more friends! It's a girl and her sister from across my home. Their name is Fanny and Gabby. Fanny is the older one, like 2 or 3 years older than me while Gabby is my age. I knew Fanny first though (that's kinda my thing, I'm pretty good at socializing with people who are NOT my age, either younger or older, isn't that weird?). Well we like to ride our bikes together and honestly there are so much funny stories about it. I was a healthy kid with a bit of a rebellious side. And clumsy, so freakin clumsy.

I got hurt from time to time. This one time my mom told me to be careful not to touch vehicle exhaust (? is it what they called? Idk man), but of course little me decided to not just touch it, but grabbed it with my right hand... BAM! Instant 3 degree burn. That's just one story. Let me tell you another one:

There was this time I was playing roller skates and I was racing with... well, with no one. I was just excited and I ran with it at full speed..

to a fuckin wall.

I hit my head hard because I couldn't stop myself and I puked right after that. My parents were freaked out and they decided to brought me to hospital. I got a slight concussion.

That's two, and there are still thousands more. But you already got the picture right? I'm clumsy as fuck. If you got a kid like me, you'll probably go bankrupt from how many times I went to hospital. Not mentioning I didn't like to eat and I got sick really easily. Well this have to do with how I travel around. My family doesn't have a car when we moved towns. We used a motorcycle and I always sit at the front. (This is an important lesson if you have a kid, or when you have a kid. Do. Not. Let. Them. Ride. At. The. FRONT. the wind is seriously damaging them and it was the main cause why I had a "lung spots" I don't really know about the medical things but I've heard that it's the early stage of TBC which thank God I didn't have).

These spots makes me hard to breathe and when it got worse, I started puking green mucus with the size of a tennis ball. I was in the hospital for about one month and have more than 5 months therapy for my lungs. I still got short of breath until now when I'm running or exercising, but especially when I'm running. That's why I hate it.

After that I started getting better, eat normally, gaining weight. I was back to school in no time. I was on the top of the class. Best student with the best behavior. I love to dance, to sing, and to do...

wait for it...

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Modelling!

I bet you didn't saw that coming. A shy girl but done modelling? well yeah cause I was skinny as fuck. I didn't like to eat remember? And I can't lie man, I was a cute child haha (not like right now *rolls eyes*)

I was living what I like to call as "a common Asian child lifestyle" that means I have courses outside of school to help me learn everything and I DO learned EVERYTHING. Imagine a 4 years old learning math, bahasa (Indonesian), art, Chinese, and English (because it's not my mother language). I must thrive to be the best. That's the deal.

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a/n sorry this chapter is shorter