She was there. She was happy with me yesterday, just like the past 10 years.
It was raining heavily at that time. Maybe the weather is crying for me.
I was with her there when she left this world. I was there in the ambulance. She grabbed my hand tight, but slowly i can feel that her grab becomes weaker and weaker. Her clothes are soaked with blood. It’s too late.
She died.
My name is Tama
I was born 4 weeks ago. My mom and siblings left me alone when I got stuck in a drain. Now, I’m living with a man who rescued me in an apartment. There, I’m no longer alone. He’s my master now.
My master’s name is Edo.
I’ve been pushed deeper into my pithole. Life is darker the deeper it goes. The one who’s pulling my rope is letting it go.
Pull me up. Please.
He closes his phone’s fold after the reads the SMS. Trying to control inner self, he sits there and start looking outside, wondering…
Around 5 something, on my way back to BBU from class…
You should stop bugging me. I’m not going to support no matter what anymore.
All you need is someone to support your stupid way of thinking. YOU ARE BLINDED! Open up for the truth. Accept the truth and CHANGE!
You’re feeling very confortable when you hear what you want to hear. It’s not going to make any difference. Your world out there is still the same. You listen to 1 person who supported you and ignore 20 people plus who tried to help you.
CHANGE DAMMIT! This is your seventh time repeating the same thing.
You’re 24 years old. Grow up. Act like one if you’re not.
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Currently someone is blinded from the truth.
Sometimes, when he realizes it, he tried to deny it and hope that in some chances, what he’s doing is right. He keep on doubt about it, but no matter how much he realizes the truth, he keeps on denying it.
It’s like God showed Himself then do some divine powers in front of him and he still refuses to believe in existence of God.
After continuous doubts, he finally realizes that… it’s too late. Hence, keep on believing that denying it is the only choice available.
What he should realize is… it’s never too late.
I hope that he will stop denying the truth.
Something is not right.
I dunno what is it, but hiding the pain is a good start. People inside the box is thinking outside of another smaller box. How am I going to get out from the bigger box? How are they going to get out from the bigger box?
Why there should be a box? Why do the box symbolises limitation? Should the box exist? How about thinking without a box?
There’s only One who knows which one is correct and wrong. So far, only time will reveal the result.
I hoping result will be good for me and everyone.
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