Days pass. It's finally the big day.
I really would like to forget this place, but it has spent so much time with me, I've cried, laughed, cured. Well, I couldn't forget, it's gonna be a part of my memory, a dark past of my life, another place where I've grown.
After paying all the fees bills and stuffs, I grabbed my coat and bags, and then walked towards the exit without leaving a word. Nobody came to welcome me ...as I expected. On the street I walked, looking at the floor. Thinking about where I should go.
The cold autumn wind blushed my cheeks as I walked into the market, everything looks so similar, but with a slight difference. I grabbed some daily use products and snacks.
After that I continued my journey by hopping on a taxi.
I sat by the window to get a view, sipped some warm tea and continued my reading. Emotional memories rushed into my brain.
When I arrived at my destination it was raining cats and dogs. But who cares? A lease I have somewhere to live in.
My parent died a few years ago, moreover, they don't really care if I am dead or alive, they think I am a shame of our clan.
My former husband, Kris, however isn't that cruel. He rent a dorm for me to live in but I bet he never knew who my roommate is...
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Faded Ward
HumorAn ordinary, real, can bring out the cruel story of humanity. Feel free to enter the protagonist. Feel, think and enjoy...