Today is the day I will be forced to survive...

The last lap around the track is close, and then I won’t be able to see him anymore. My heart would be coming to a stop. The final step to life was going to be my final step to my new found dull dreaded life. I didn’t want to admit it, so I carried on my dreams. They heavily weighed on my mindless heart. But the endless beeping sounds didn’t make any exceptions for me. The rushed voices surrounded me. Machines were scuttled in fear of failing their jobs. Hands pressed down on my heart pounding the alarm to wake up. I knew promises were meant to be broken, but something deep inside me wanted at least that one. I wanted that only one to be kept. But life isn’t fair. And I know that…

I have grown to be quite familiar with the word unfair. So I wanted to give up the sweet gifts of life. Breathing became bothersome to me. Feeling the simulations of happiness grew to be tiresome. My heart didn’t fail. It just grew tired… So here I am. But my father couldn’t let go of my scrapped heart. Saying that makes me laugh. I used to want to scream out in anger because my image only brought fear to him. Fear of me leaving him like she did. And I used to continually blame that woman for that.

My father, and I have separate labels for her although. To him she was the world. The stars. That woman could also known as my mother. Sadly my father held completely different eyes for her. My eyes have only seen abandonment, and betrayal. Her image to me was death. So this became my fatal flaw. I was so absorbed with anger that when I let it all go, I was only an empty vessel of life. No passion to enjoy the finest pleasures of life even though my hands were always fulfilled. So that’s what I became. Wandering around newborn cities out of boredom.

    That’s when someone brought me the gift of curiosity. Watching him made me curious. He did the one thing nobody had ever dared to do for me. The boy stood by me. Once a superior to others, I soon became a student. I became the little girl I never got the chance to be. Oddly enough, my heart started to beat again… only to come to a stop soon enough. At least it was sweet when it lasted. Some might see me as a crippled budded flower. A girl with no chance to experience the precious gift of life. But for you to be able to understand how I came to my deathbed, I will have to start at the beginning.

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“Would you say you’re in love?"

I don’t think I can do what people call love yet, but I’m learning…

“Could you say you forgiven your mother?”

Yes. Only because forgiveness is completely different from trusting one again… or so I’ve been told.

“Are you happy with yourself?”

Happiness…  It's hard to define when you try to compare it to yourself.

“What do you look forward to at the end of the day?”

A phone call.

“Where do you find your stance today?”

By his side.

“And when do you plan on leaving his side?”

May 6th.

“Why that day exactly?”

Because… that’s the day I fell in love with him.

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Hiya!! So some of you may have finished reading the foreword, and thought ew I don't want to read a story where the girl dies in the end, and it becomes a tradegy... Well just because I love you guys soooooo much, I will say she doesn't die, and it does not turn out to be a tradegy. Its just a phrase with a deeper meaning you'll just have to find out. :) hehehehhehehe

Anyways, I hope you guys will like this story. I want to write something a little different (of course who doesn't), but I just hope it doesn't turn into a failed pancake flop. So bare with me, and tag along for the ride because I also have no clue what's going to happen next. Only my fingers do. Good luck to us both. ;) 

Credits to the first trailer done by SmileForMeTae at Butterfly Shop

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Credits to the poster done by JaeKnight

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