Its about a girl named Anne finding her identity as she uncover a world that lies beyond the one she knows.
View MoreDeath will always follow life.Tears and regret will always follow deathSoil is the only one who can hear thoseBut nothingness will always follow everything"Do you regret it?" the little girl asked me, "nope, I don’t regret anything," I said to myself as I breathed heavily.I put down the spear that I’m holding and begin to walk away.As I walk through the shallow water, I begin to reminisce about the moments that led me here.My tears start to fall like a broken faucet when I beg my parents to tell me everything, but my parents still stand their ground, and rather than telling me what I’m supposed to know, they just told me to go back to my room and warm myself."Warm me? How about those people who got involved in our problem? How about Dale and his father? Should I shrug my shoulder on them and do nothing?" I hysterically ask my parents."You don’t know nothing!" father said while pointing at me."Then tell us!!" Everyone looks in the direction where the voice came from. Allysso
I immediately catch my breath the moment I open my eyes. And look around me to see where I am or if I'm still alive after what Mr. Satellitum did. My god! My sanity and my heart are still crumbling. I fucking don't know what the hell is happening back there. And even though I want to go back there and help him, I don't know how and I'm still trembling. And thankfully, there's no hole in my heart, "I guess there's nothing I should question in this kind of world," I said to myself while looking at the letter in my hand and at the place where I find myself. I dusted myself after I got up and calmed myself a little. Then I started to walk to find a way back to Dale's father's home. Hoping I can help him even with little things, though I still don't know if there's even a chance. After walking for an hour, I stumble on a plain field. There was nothing on it but yellowish grass. I was amazed by what I'd seen. It's like it's soothing my fe
Days passed since the little girl left me alone with a riddle. And even in my sleep, I still tried to figure it out, but in no luck. And also, I'm debating whether to trust her or not. After, what I've been through, I can't trust someone easily.For days that I've been locked here, though I understand that it's for my sake. I always hear them talking about something that I shouldn't know. From there, my fear becomes curiosity to unfold the truth they are hiding from me."I'm bored," Helix says while laying on my bed.My siblings came here a few days ago, and like me, they still haven't settled down here. Oh well! Not that I can't blame them after all, our life here is different from the life where we live as normal humans. Another thing is, we don't have room for ourselves.I share my room with our eldest, Allysson while Henry, my third sibling shares the room with our youngest, Helix. But whenever t
"What is a dream, Anne?" asked the kid who's sitting in front of me.When Chuck is away, Red always brought me here to teach the children about what school is. But not all the children are very fond of me, however, they like Red so much that they still keep it hidden from their parents and attend this."Well, a dream is…"After asking me that question, instead of being dumbfounded, I just realize how our world is different. If I were the person who I was before coming here, I might say I want to become a doctor or at least something professional but now, I don't know.I just want to end this fucking life, "I guess, it is something you want to be when you grow up""Then I want to go to school," the kid said happily"What nonsense are you spouting? We will never grow up," said the group leader, who doesn't like me"Yeah! We are
Tall, dark, and handsome, that's how they usually describe Dale but not for me. I don't give a damn fuck about him, but why I'm talking about him? Because they keep bothering me about my relationship with him.But I can't blame them because Dale is so fixated on me. I'm not bragging, and I don't mean it as a romantic partner.I met Dale when I was a kid. He's my classmate, neighbor, and childhood friend, I guess. We are not close to each other; we don't talk nor interact. But whenever I'm in trouble, he's always there to help me, and then he will leave me as if nothing happened.I don't know his deal. That's why I can't answer them nor at least give them something they can believe."He's so hot! especially when he tries to outrun, Krets,""What I like is when he wiped his sweat using his shirt,"Squealing of my classmate while we are walking to the library. W
Tall, dark, and handsome, that's how they usually describe Dale but not for me. I don't give a damn fuck about him, but why I'm talking about him? Because they keep bothering me about my relationship with him.But I can't blame them because Dale is so fixated on me. I'm not bragging, and I don't mean it as a romantic partner.I met Dale when I was a kid. He's my classmate, neighbor, and childhood friend, I guess. We are not close to each other; we don't talk nor interact. But whenever I'm in trouble, he's always there to help me, and then he will leave me as if nothing happened.I don't know his deal. That's why I can't answer them nor at least give them something they can believe."He's so hot! especially when he tries to outrun, Krets,""What I like is when he wiped his sweat using his shirt,"Squealing of my classmate while we are walking to the library. W
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