The Wondering

The Wondering

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It's Indi. My name. I'm 16. My life feels like pen to a paper, you never know what might happen next but it will always just flow and flow. Nothing interesting, a couple of bumpy lines on the way. You know that saying, Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain? Well, what if you can't dance in that rain and you just had to wait for that storm that never passes. What if there were restrictions where you just couldn't do something that was so close, yet so far. It's that storm that makes you think, 'is this life really worth living? We all have to die some day, right?' My dreams say that I have 76 days left. I don't know what that 'left' really means but every night I wonder. I wonder if that number will ever stop going down. This is my real reason why I can never sleep. I am afraid. I've always wanted to be that strong girl, the one that can do anything. I've tried. It only makes things worse. I still wonder. But that wonder is the question. The question to what? That's what I want to find out.
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"Go to sleep already. Good night, I love you," my mom said while closing the door of my room. Damn. It's one of those nights again, huh. Tch. I twisted an turned on my bed. Can't seem to find a good spot again. *sigh* I gave up and just stared at the ceiling. I got my cellphone from under my pillow and scrolled through instagram and hoped that it would make me somewhat sleepier. Blah blah blah this. Blah blah blah that. Damn, can't get sleep whatsoever. I don't want to do this but this leaves me no choice. "(Hey B, are you there?)" I spoke inside my mind. "(About damn time you gave up~ haha~ can't sleep, princess?)" the voice replied back. Damn, I'm trap again.

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