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Raya wakes me up gently. I could get used to this easy. She looks so beautiful in the morning. Her hair is a mess. Her eyes still have hints of sleepiness in them.
What was I thinking that day? This is perfect.
I have lost track of date and time.
I pick my phone up and look at the date.
September 18th.... I officially turn 18 today. What is wrong with me? I forgot my own birthday?!?

My parents have neither called nor texted these 20 days.
I guess they don't care about me at all. I always knew so, why does it bother me now?

Raya looks at me, and says,
"What's up, love?"
"It's my birthday. How could I forget! I turn 18 today."
"Honey that's great! We have to celebrate!"
She tells me to get dressed up. We are going out to celebrate.
More later, I guess.

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