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The struggle within. Before I could even open my mouth to respond, the thoughts that were already accumulated in my mind burst out all at the same time. It sure was blinding. I could feel my heart sink in my chest. Refusing to let them control me, I tried to blink repeatedly. What was happening to me? I refused to be this submissive to my own thoughts. I won't let it control me. With that thought, I managed to get some of it under control. However, the information that was laid bare to me was so inconspicuous, immense, and profound that it made me dizzy when my whole body reacted towards it. Her horrendous past. Them being criminals. His protection. Them being my parents' friends. My life being in danger. His control over me. My lost memory from the past. It circulated in my mind like an overbearing cloud, shadowing my every move. As if something heavy and ever-present in my thoughts keeps on getting heavier with each passing second. At this moment of time, I couldn't help b
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An unexpected guest. It was just any other usual day. I had no idea what it would bring with it. Nonetheless, I couldn't have known that the very day would come with an expected arrival. Only the arrival of someone, a person, I knew once but couldn't remember at all. As I looked at the clock, which was newly placed near the nightstand, I was amazed to find that I had been sitting near the window for more than an hour now. How time flies here. It was unsettling. Time came and went as usual as it gets. At least a part of me did observe the time of the day subconsciously. However, the rest of my being was suffocated by unbearable despair. When it was not? Huh. I exhaled.As hot tears ambushed her eyes, I turned away from the window, blinking away. "How is my Bambolina doing?" A strange yet soft, very unique baritone of a person asked mildly from behind me. This voice was certainly new. I couldn't have guessed who, but there was softness in it. I jumped, not having seen another new st
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Father's friend. “I am afraid that I cannot bring back those precious moments or its people.” He sighed. I could hear the remorse in his tone. "I regret not being able to save them.”That simple sentence made my heart beat erratic. I gulped, biting my lower lip hard, not to cry at the mention of them. “All I could do now is just make those memories alive in my mind,” he motioned his index finger towards the side of his head, tapping it twice. “I... broke down. I mean, I think the car broke down," I murmured stupidly, wavering at my words. “They met with an accident on their way back home.” My voice broke at the end of the sentence. Only the unpredictability was left in the remainder of my voice. The man's eyes darkened slightly. His once soft, brimming eyes had become piercing. I couldn't advert my gaze from his eyes. It was a sudden change that I couldn't fathom. That look gave me the chills in my ribs. However, I felt a sense of calmness spreading through my veins watching someo
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Partial memory loss..?“It's so easy for you to say that because you aren't the one on the receiving end. You cannot possibly comprehend what it is like to be held without your will.”He was silent, which gave me enough courage to continue what my heart wanted me to say after all this time. “You want me to believe you without even giving me any substantial proof or actually telling me the reason behind doing this. Is this even possible for any sane mind to do it without doubting anything?”There was a wealth of emotions in his gaze by which he was watching me. Confusingly enough, they were clashing. “If there are proofs, would you trust and listen to me, then?”In a trance, I could simply stare at him. With astonishment? Flabbergasted? Maybe. Or with all of them? I just didn't know. Tears stung in my eyes. “What's the point when you are certainly going to tamper with it just to make me believe you?”“It's understood. I can totally understand your psychology behind not trusting any
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A dream? It was one of the coldest mornings that day. The wind was chilling cold. Still, the cold didn't waver the enthusiasm present in the little girl's elated aura surrounding her of making new friends in the new school on the first day. With the tip of her nose already red and her cheeks a sharp hue of white, she sniffled, still somewhat smiling. Blocking her nose with a piece of the fluffy handkerchief she carried, given to her by her mother, she blew her snuffed nose into it. “Ofo, this cold!” mumbling to herself, slightly irritated by her own cold, she shook her head and relaxed herself a bit. “I am not going to let my cold stop me!” Her insides were in a flutter. “Not today.”Pausing, she grinned once again, looking up and staring deep into the dusky sky. It was such an important day for her. Holding her chin high and correcting her plaits on both sides of her shoulders, she walked up in the direction of her classmates when she spotted them, sitting at a distance. "Hi!” Her
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