Chapter 18: "Choose Me Not"

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I am actually empty...


I feel sorry to the person who coined the term 'friends', it probably holds a special meaning to this person, however, the word 'friends' is the term I abused to describe my hangout buddies.


Maybe that's why the word 'true' was added to the term, because there are a lot of people who will introduce themselves as friends when they are in reality, people whom you only knew by name.


I'm sorry too... but even the phrase 'family' is anonymous to the dictionary of my recognition.


How do you expect a child who grew up in a house alone, to understand the feeling of being home?


I'm rather an idiot to know the real meaning of family without the stamp of 'broken' to it.


My dad has his own family and so is my mom, I am the child who doesn't know which hands of them I belong. Perhaps, I am their child, only, in the sense of financial support.


Maybe God is too busy...


...too busy to hear my complaints...


I'm not asking for too much though, just someone...


... just give me someone who will open the door to hug me...


I am not asking for a flower here, a grass is fine...



Momo was peeling tears under the faint moonlight wordlessly when her head feels the whirl again. Though this time, her unstable feet fault her to run back to the lavatory. She ends up vomiting in that exact same place where she sat. How she wished, her ears are damaged too, so she doesn't have to guzzle the disgusting and embarrassing murmurs of some passersby who saw her. Their words multiply the ache of her already unwell heart. She wanted to draw all her inner forged valor to pick up her ego, but she was dead tired of pretending...



...just this time, she wanted to give up...



...just this time, she has to free all the pain before her heart took all the blame.



It needs a RESET to start beating again or it will die slowly in VAIN.



A child no matter how warrior it could be, it's still a child who runs back home when she falls down.


She suddenly remembers that one song that brought a river of tears into her eyes yesterday, the lyrics precisely describe the detail of her own life.



Lately I've been winning battles left and right

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