Sitting on the bench, I gazed at the far end of the sea.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8aEeTwrhwQ
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Just like us.
I took the last sip of my coffee, watching people walk by—coming and going, wrapped in their little worlds.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlTGwFWKDc
I stood up slowly, my long brown coat brushing softly against my skirt.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ883iCWd7Ip
It's winter. The kind that creeps into your bones quietly.
I started walking ahead, glancing back once at the sea.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrzwiFqpDaK
Then I looked straight ahead, passing beneath the old streetlights.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLaeFH797hm
I watched people laughing, their joy echoing faintly in the cold air.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIUX0XrrLos
And then, like always, I looked up at the sky.
I unlocked the front door with my keys and stepped inside.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxmwP2alvJy
Locked it behind me.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnQ7WiXvN6o
Kicked off my shoes and walked in, removing my coat as I headed toward the small couch.
My little sister was there, curled up and watching Friends.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXldTpSfFl
She was laughing softly.
I walked over and gently stroked her hair.
"You're home," she said, looking up at me.
I nodded. "Yes, off course."
I sat beside her on the couch and smiled.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAelDDceNEe
"Aren't you tired of watching TV all the time?" I asked.
She shook her head, grinning.
I just nodded and looked at the TV for a moment, then turned my eyes to the wall clock.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNSypyJ0pMx
5:35.
"Mom isn't home yet?" I asked, glancing at Mona.
"It's not time yet," she replied, checking the clock.
I nodded again and stood up, making my way to the kitchen just a few steps away.
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Lost in thought, as always.
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Whether we're doing something or absolutely nothing at all.
After I finished the dishes, I dried my hands with the towel and walked toward the stairs.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGhVQoVPDXa
I climbed up quietly and entered my room, closing the door behind me.
My room wasn't messy—but not quite neat either.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6yBMMH5Ucz
A small cupboard stood on one side, and a study table with a chair sat at the far end.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXt694oaENk
My little bed, slightly unmade.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1eSflyleae
A hanging decoration—a scenery of drowning toys in water—swayed gently near the window.
I walked over and opened the window.
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Just a few cars parked silently in front of the houses.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxDQhAOAXdh
The neighbor's window was closed.
I sighed, glanced around once more, then quietly closed the window.
My alarm buzzed, loud and annoying, cutting through the stillness of the early morning.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZsLJIPGTLM
I groaned tiredly, reached out with one hand, and tapped it off with my eyes still half shut.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93OR9BU13b
Yawning, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, letting the quiet sink in.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyMiENCtetV
It was 6:25 AM.
I finally dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvBckeCtNry
The lights flickered on, a little too bright.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTcqsn6ooL
I brushed my teeth, splashed water on my face, and did my so-called skincare routine—23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0tFJihj6VL
Which honestly didn't feel like a routine at all.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBWsdCAYirU
I never really cared for all that makeup and ten-step skin rituals.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTVcFf0s8Ev
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Actually, I don't think anything is truly my thing.
I wiped my face with a paper towel and walked out of the bathroom, heading toward Mona's room.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT6QXst3WVa
Her small, cozy space was dim and warm.
I walked to her bed and gently shook her shoulder.
"Mona," I whispered softly, "wake up, sweetheart. You need to get ready for school."
She groaned and turned, burying her face in the blanket.
"Mona..." I chuckled lightly. "Don't make me pour cold water on you."
Her eyes peeked open, dramatic as ever. "You wouldn't."
I smirked, "Try me."
She sat up with a pout, rubbing her eyes. I ruffled her hair and left the room.
I made my way down to the kitchen, flicking on the lights as the soft morning blue filtered through the windows.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1R94028GhQ
The house was quiet—still wrapped in sleep.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIdjpjbjZOK
I tied my hair in a messy ponytail, grabbed two slices of bread, popped them into the toaster, and began preparing breakfast.
The smell of toasted bread and warm milk filled the air.
Mona appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, her hair messy, yawning adorably.
"Breakfast is almost ready," I said, placing her plate on the table.
She shuffled over and sat down, grabbing her cup with both hands like she needed it to survive the morning.
We sat and ate quietly, the kind of silence that only sisters can share.
After breakfast, Mona ran off to her room to get dressed.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5RCTVuyM02
I rinsed the plates quickly, then went upstairs to my room.
I opened my cupboard and pulled out my college uniform: a soft blue shirt paired with a large skirt that flowed down past my knees and leggies.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjlv6jX4Lo3
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I tied my hair into a ponytail, adjusted my collar in the mirror, and grabbed my bag.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEpjmRKFaCm
Heading downstairs, I called out, "Mona! Let's go!"
"I'm coming!" she shouted from her room.
While waiting, I walked to Mom's bedroom.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEx0VGMng3o
The door creaked softly as I opened it.
She was asleep, just like always—her back facing me, blanket pulled up to her shoulders.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZFudhG153p
Her breathing was slow and deep.
I stood there for a second, watching quietly, then whispered with a soft smile,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡascqP76AXH
"Bye, Mom... love you."
We stepped out of the house. The cold morning air hit gently against our skin as Mona and I walked down the street hand in hand.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmhxoNLazp1
The sky was pale, the streets damp from dew, and the world slowly waking up.
Mona was telling me about her class project—something with glitter, glue, and a volcano that might explode if her friend messed up the baking soda again.
I listened, smiling faintly, nodding along.
Her voice was the only warmth I needed in that moment.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnay6qC8hz6
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