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Ella
Everyday is repetitive. From when I wake up in the morning  to night when I sleep. All my life I have studied hard my blood sweat and tears spent  completing assignments the night it's due to giving up all my social life for work. Now I have reached a point in life where I question myself. What is the point of me doing all this work for nothing? I remember when I was a young teenager with no knowledge of the harsh reality of the world, big aspirations to become a author who wishes to use her writing to help people escape their day. I fantasied about having my heartbeat pound at the moment of first love. It must've been the books which built a world of happiness in my mind. Never had I got to feel the butterflies of a first kiss.

Life growing up wasn't all perfect either. My father passed away when I started junior high then everything went downhill. Mum started drinking nights pouring down wine to ease the loneliness of her soul. I worked countless part time jobs to make ends meet, which lead to me giving up my dream. Eventually, I realised that I need to rethink my whole life. I thought to myself that life can't just continue this way until the day I die. However the more I think about it, the more I feel that my journey through life to this moment was pointless.

After the self realisation, a ray of epiphany came over me. it was sunset, the moon began to peer out, a full moon which shone above me, almost smiling. it was like the universe was happy that I realised that I need to change. As I glared upon the sight of the moon, the next moment I fell into darkness.

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