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An innocuous girl with no friends and an abusive family wanted nothing but the warmth of love in her life which she yearned f...
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Normally white symbolizes peace and innocence... maybe in some cases purity, a color which is considered as perfection.
But not in my case.
Looking at these white walls which are surrounding me, wrapping me in them, are not giving me any good vibes. I am not feeling peace or something that can make me feel like I am relaxed. This mind is full of questions and these white walls are not helping at all.
No color....nothing, pointless just like my life.
Like what is my life right now, just sitting here doing nothing. Looking at every corner in this room at every damn second is boring.
Well, it's not like anything better is there for me to do.
Looking at the past of me, what was my life back then, nobody knows but me. The weird thing is I know it and then I don't know it at all.
Because my brain is not in its right state. I have no idea what these people do with my body, like injecting the bizarre liquid which sometimes makes me sad out of nowhere, sometimes I feel like laughing. It's like they control me with something.
I don't understand their goal, like why play with someone's mind. What did they want from me? What did they do to me? And why are they doing this? I have no clue.
Why I experience these mixed emotions?
Why my core sometimes hurts like hell?
Why these memories came with so much pain?
Is my past life that painful…. that bad?
Why I can't understand anything that is happening to me?
Why I can't relate my memories?
Why sometimes these emotions overflow like a damn long river?
Why I feel like I saw many more of my memories but all seems to be a blur now...?
I comprehend that I could not be able to catch all of my memories in one go. Because It's not like I will give instructions to my brain and then, my mind will give me all my memories back.
And then the other thought strikes my mind, it's not like that it has vanished because there are many memories which I seem to know.
