The whole time of my life. I live a life of desolation, anxiousness and emptiness. I was struggling with illness I had in my mind. Thinking how world has become more messy as people turn to be very ignorance. I, myself too starting to adapted to the current life trend. How much I tried to refuse that life. I end up killing someone which making my life become more dim
I couldn't cried honestly in front of others. It's hard when I always think ahead where I considers other people feeling rather than mine. That's why I'm glad when my life ended by dying.
That were I thought...
Till...
I woke up with endless and hopeless crying.
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A PLACE I DON'T BELONG
General FictionReincarnation isn't exist. What happened to me is I'm inherited someone's memories.