I thought I had just walked out of a storm,but now I am stuck again. Will there ever be a time where I can finally be set free from this hellish life?
But, why do I feel like it's not that bad anymore? Why do I feel like He makes it sweeter for me?
That room. I shouldn't have opened it. I should have closed my eyes and ignored it's existence. Because now, there is no turning back.
The more is wish I could, the deeper it lures me in. I.. don't know what to do anymore. I try with all my might, all I can. But no, it just gets worse. Why does this keep happening to me? I thought I was free when I left that place, no different to hell, where someone I should have cherished all my life became the person I hated the most.
Looks like there is no running away from fate. I think it's just meant to be me and cruelty for the rest of mine. I guess this will be another chapter that isn't as bad as it sounds. In my head, it will remain the way I have always seen it. But.. am I really the victim? Do I really feel like what happened with me is something that I hated?
(Read to know lol)
To make somethingsclear,you are not American or Korean in this story, My point of view, I've portrayed the character Indian, but you can obviously take it as "your nationality"
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