False Winter

Description

"I lived because I'm alive, wake up,
search for my lost fragment , consume foods ,
go to the university and sleep.
Just repeating the routines drilled into my flesh.
That’s my so-called life"

 

Foreword

Thunders started striking from the sky that reflected in the glass window. It illuminates through my pale skin as it escapes from the curtain less window. Curling myself in the couch, I clasped both of my hands around my head due to consecutive severe pain in the past few hours. I was thinking and trying to regain something. After a while, my hand clutches to my stomach as I felt a sudden abdominal pain. I weep pathetically.

The rain started to pour as the news mentioned it earlier. I rose and forced myself to draw near in the reflecting glass when a ghastly image appeared before my eyes.
I started having several pains whenever there’s uneasiness, anger, sadness, and frustration that tries to conquers my senses.

I might be running away and frightened to face the reality. Everything seems unbelievable after all. So I decided to convince myself that it was just one of my nightmares and unwanted dreams.
I screamed as much as I could with my hoarse voice that resounds in the whole domicile, those prowls gets through my ears. But no one seems to heard.

 

What could it really be?

 

Truth might be too cruel and painful to endure than expected or did I just purposely exterminate my lost misery.

No one tried to realize, no one actually knows, no one heartily to believe but only myself, that's what I thought all along not until I met that person.

But then tears trickled through my disheveled hair.

 

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Exquisitely #1
great fic!