Damned

Chapter 1

I took a deep breath, I’m watching a Saturday night show, and this is all about people’s experiences about their life. Tonight’s episode, summer love, when the girl from the other region is in love with a boy from the other region, in short, long distance relationship but the girl has some trust issues ‘cause her sister was betrayed and cheated.

You might think that every episode’s about love but no, today it is, but some days are ‘bout rape, poverty, and everything you could see around you.

I don’t know what I’m talking about right now, but right now is just a normal Saturday night for me, well me and family are supposed to go on swimming tonight but mum got lazy as fuck so okay.

So how am I going to start this thing? Should I start why I’m doing this? Or should I start what really happened why. Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m a twenty year old woman, and I want to run away.

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Sunday morning, rain is falling. LOL look at that I just sang you a lyric from Maroon 5. I stepped out from my bedroom and I look at my family, they’re all asleep. Took three deep breaths before doing this, I really have to do this, in fact I wanted to run away from my family a long long long time ago.

I tied up my hair, grabbed my earphones, checked my plane ticket and put them in my bag. I was about to stepped out of my room, but I looked around, there I saw, my books. I’m not going nowhere without my books. I grabbed them all and put them on my bag. Goodbye, I’m fucking out.

I walked and walked by the streets and roads, I put my headphones on; it took me a lot of hours to travel to the airport. I looked at the watch, right on time. I was about to aboard but I checked my phone first. Full of missed calls and messages, how funny right, they’ll just start thinking of you when you’re already gone. I looked around and I saw a mini-fountain, walked over to it, and I threw my phone.

“I hate all of you.” I whispered to myself.

I’ve totally prepared for this day, this day of running away; I’ve saved a lot of money since I was in college, and I planned this when I was in high school. I’ve already had a house where I’m going, it took me years to afford and build it. Last thing I have to do is citizenship.

You think I’m coming back? No. I’ve always wanted a new life, a new me. New memories and never wanted to remember the old ones, never. I couldn’t take the pain no more. I know I won’t and will not survive my life, that’s why I’m making a new one.

Oh right, I’m on the plane right now, I have to spent millions of hours. I looked up and thought of something to do. I grabbed my earphones and my music player. I’m going to sleep.

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I woke up and looked at my watch, 4 hours left. Gosh, what am I going to do? Talk to myself until I’ve gone crazy? I took off my headphones and looked around, I saw some kid crying. I unfastened my seatbelt and walked over him.

“Are you alright kid?” I tapped his back.

“No, I can’t find my dad anywhere.” I looked around.