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❝That horrible day, she bid me goodbye was the day I died inside. Confusion and emptiness were the only things that resided in my heart, which she once used to warm. She became a mystery, one that intruiged me and at the same time made me hate...
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"Maybe if your soul remained on earth instead of the heaven."
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~Continued~
Y/n's POV
It felt like time had come to a hault itself. My blood ran cold. Eerie silence was all I could take in. The horrendous sight that lay in front of me sent goosebumps to my cold skin. My pupils dilated and my vision blurred.
Why is life so unfair? Why does it always have to be the innocent people suffering? Why can't the pain end? Why can't I be happy? When will it all stop? Why can't this all just end? My cotton white shirt now had blood splattered all over it. My heart stopped beating as I stared into eyes that were slowly losing life. No tears left my eyes. For I had already lost everything. What is the point in living now if I can't live with my father for the years I have left? Why change the world when I can simply say goodbye to it?
Life is so bitterly unfair. I can never stop criticising life. The moment I find even a pinch of happiness, it is taken away from me. There was once this quote; "Why do the best people always die?" "When you are in a garden, which flowers do you pick?" "The most beautiful ones." "Exactly."
Yet, I always wondered that what did the flowers do to deserve the fate of their lives being taken away so abruptly? What did my father do to have his life taken away so abruptly? Is this what he deserved? In the end, no matter how much you try, fate will stay the same. So why even try? What was the use of it all? Pushing myself to my limits, sacrificing all I had to just be swallowed by emptiness. What was it all for if my father couldn't stay alive? What would I do if Sam died? Ray died? Emma, Norman, Gilda, Barbara and everyone else died?
Emptiness, something I could never escape from. It would be taken away by light for a moment but darkness will grasp me back again, dragging me into a void.
This time, I was swallowed. Swallowed in an endless chain of despair and helplessness. A dark void where I couldn't reach out for help. It was just me, all alone. Sinking in deeper and deeper. Not being able to get up. What did I ever even get out of standing up once more? If this is what you call the fruit of me not giving up, then I won't be able to continue anymore.
