Rising Dream

Rising Dream

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Semua orang pasti punya mimpi, Angan-angan yang mereka anggap hanya ilusi. Ketika mata terpejam, kejadian demi kejadian berlangsung dan memberikan rasa yang nyata. Namun ketika mata terbuka, semuanya sirna begitu saja. Dreams do come true only if you really make them. Siapa yang masih asing dengan pepatah itu? Mimpi tak akan terwujud bilamana kita tak pernah mewujudkannya. Lalu, bagaimana jika semua itu dibubuhi dengan sedikit sihir? Kerlip Bivisa mungkin bisa membantumu mewujudkannya. *** Cerita ini hanya mengandung sedikit unsur fantasy. Sebagian besar adalah masalah-masalah manusia di dunia nyata seperti pada umumnya. Aku membuat cerita ini dengan maksud untuk memotivasi para generasi muda melalui Youth Problem yang aku tampilkan di sana. Ini hanyalah cerita pendek, setiap bagiannya adalah satu cerpen lengkap. Jadi jangan tanyakan dimana kelanjutan cerita di Bagian 1 ke Bagian 2 dan seterusnya. Akan banyak sekali typo atau penulisan yang tidak sesuai dengan PUEBI dan KBBI. Karena aku adalah penulis pemula yang baru pertama kali mengunggah cerpen di wattpad. Terakhir, aku sayang kalian semua. Love yourself a little extra right now. You're learning, healing, growing, and discovering yourself all at once. It's about to get magical for you. -Nesiafanny-
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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