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Desires

Desires

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MatureOngoing2h 6m

Last published Thu, Jun 6, 2024

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Romance

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A girl whose life is constantly disrupted by frequent relocation knows not to attach her feeling to anything, but you don't know the same. She was your new neighbour, attended the same school, in the same Grade, and had similar interest in painting. The bond was inevitable. But, you were sick, suffered from schizophrenia and would loose touch with reality from time to time. It wasn't a day topic so it never came up until you had an episode while driving her and drove straight into a wall. You hadn't been taking your drugs. You thought you could 'win'. She slept in coma for two year and when she woke up, in a different place, she remembered nothing until a year later at the sight of you. Soon after, she developed reoccurring headaches that came with flashes of life she didn't live but were hers and in these flashes, strong enough to be called memory, you were always there. In different facade. These flashes began to interrupt her daily life. When they came, she forgot something. Like a trade by batter. She was convinced you had something to do with it meanwhile you battled madness and knew nothing about anything.

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