AMARA pov :
After dropping Mona off at her school, I headed toward my college.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCoDCLdJHkQ
It stood tall and wide—an old building with modern patches, alive with chatter and movement.
I entered through the main gate, the cold air brushing past my cheeks as I walked slowly across the ground.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxP2BPz43Sw
Students were scattered all around—laughing, walking in groups, some rushing in panic, some half-asleep.
I watched them quietly.
My steps felt heavy .21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5dUyO4CGVf
I passed the garden, then the notice board, and finally reached my building.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo8Rbu8Ipfn
Inside, the hallway buzzed with voices and footsteps echoing off the walls.
I made my way to my classroom, and just as I reached the door, the bell rang.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnHNxytWDcA
Sharp. Loud. Piercing the sleepy air.
I walked in with the others, our footsteps soft against the tiled floor.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBg4ByPeubN
I headed straight to the last bench—near the window, my usual spot.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0V2zE2Q3bE
Dropped my bag beside me and sat down, pulling out my notebook and pen.
A moment later, our physics teacher walked in, holding her register close to her chest like always.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfLvwohn0vz
She was strict, but not unfair.
"Roll call first," she said, flipping the pages.
She started calling out names one by one.
"Amara?" she said, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet room.
"Present," I replied, my voice low but clear.
She nodded and continued.
The moment the attendance ended, she turned to the board and began the lecture—some topic on waves and motion.
I opened my notebook and started taking notes.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4QWrkXrPoi
My handwriting moved across the page almost automatically.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKbzzXKGo07
It was mechanical—like my hands knew what to do even if my mind didn't.
Outside the window, the sun had fully risen, casting soft shadows on the ground.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVkUbGJAybr
The trees swayed gently, and I found myself staring at the sky instead of the board.
My thoughts drifted, slowly and silently.
What am I doing? Where am I heading?21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvKRhT4r1rc
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just passing time, or if time is passing me.
I snapped back for a moment when the teacher raised her voice, emphasizing a formula.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsW9k8Vh3Av
I scribbled it down, then faded again into my own world.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsbu3KLyrQv
Thinking... feeling... remembering... and sometimes, just empty.
The lectures came and went like pages turning in a book I wasn't reading.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvkk8zaQpCm
Math. Chemistry. English. . Computer.
Each teacher entered, spoke, and left.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIeZOzZYxcE
Students laughed, whispered, yawned, scribbled, stared at the clock.
I stayed there.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGF4la5r5TA
On the last bench, near the window.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡunE7jGKLHj
Listening, learning... and sometimes, just breathing.
"Oh Amara, did you do your homework?"21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyNGsdbJlWs
Jessica's voice reached me—my classmate, the girl who always sat one bench ahead.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcZ4iAc1QIg
I looked up and nodded, quietly handing her my notebook.
"Thanks," she smiled.
I just gave a small smile back.
I think... I barely speak in class.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡquN3Ty99ft
I barely exist in the noise.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmGC3LgeJ9m
Sometimes I wonder—do I even have friends?21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ58nTyDZcqi
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDeEtKxBzOs
Maybe having people around doesn't mean you're not alone.
And if we sit in a room full of laughter and still feel empty—21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV43MW0Sg2S
Then what's the point of trying so hard to belong?
The lecture ended. The bell rang again. Another hour faded away.
I walked down to the ground, where life felt louder.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡExqO9lkvXM
The boys were playing football, their shouts echoing, chasing the ball like it meant everything.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDlNrRkI62Y
The girls stood near the fence, cheering and laughing, waving hands and hair in the cold wind.
I sat on the edge of the grass, arms wrapped around my knees, watching them.
But what was I really watching?
Soon, I wasn't even there anymore.
My thoughts had already taken me somewhere else.
21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO8yiUFNSMV
This world moves fast. Too fast sometimes.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUERKOHpg4d
People talk like they've figured it all out.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXbAzldlpwx
How to be happy. How to be successful. How to be strong.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHd1F8AtLqQ
But no one tells you what to do when your heart is quiet, and your mind is loud.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA7UGTHJsEy
No one teaches you how to sit with your own silence and not be scared of it.
Maybe that's why I like this bench. This space. This moment between everything.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTAo8qJivCe
Because here, I'm not pretending. I'm not performing. I'm just... living .. breathing.
The wind picked up slightly.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcVkSd0eIm
I looked at the sky—my old habit—and let myself just exist in that second.
Nothing made sense.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡscl87xiwZM
But for now, I didn't need it to.
god...21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ35VuMGxzZ4
21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSBh4SRPHEt
Sometimes I wonder... does the world even notice the quiet ones?21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHNX66N28wX
The ones who sit at the edge, not trying to join in, not trying to stand out either.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmkXtLjiItv
We exist too, don't we? In the background, in the pauses between noise.
I see people laughing, shouting, running, living so loudly.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnPg5fDqIbQ
And I sit here... thinking quietly, feeling loudly.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCjpqq5tBGb
Is that still living?
Jessica walked past with her friends. She waved, and I gave a tiny nod.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkbp6cS5eA2
She was kind.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh3gaal2g5b
But kindness doesn't always reach where loneliness lives.
I stayed a little longer. Watching the wind play with the edges of scarves.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3EQlH5qYwf
The way the football kept rolling.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM6Ns45qUhb
The way voices blurred into noise
Why does everything feel like it's moving without me?21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHPMRfR4nSs
Like the world is spinning and I'm just... watching from the outside of a glass window.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaUTp3ohryG
I laugh sometimes, I speak when needed. I exist.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmPvtfc41F
But do I live?
Maybe I'm not made for noise. Maybe I was always meant for silence.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3JL8vJ2MVg
Not sad. Not broken. Just... quiet
The bell rang, sharp and familiar.
Everyone moved quickly—some annoyed, some laughing, some still trying to finish snacks.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEe1likC8Eb
I stood up slowly, brushed my skirt gently ...
Back inside the building, it was crowded again.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwg2Z1IAffM
Voices echoed. Someone ran past. Someone cursed the timetable.
I walked quietly to my next class.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jtBtP86QC
Same bench. Same corner. Same silence.
The teacher came in and began reading a poem.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUrCDRdmSLn
Her voice was soft, flowing with words that meant more than what they said.
I opened my notebook.
Wrote the title.
And stared at the page for a moment.
21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIhwqvAvmJL
"It's strange how words written by someone else can sometimes feel like they belong to you.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3DGCFMqX5W
Like they've seen your heart before you did"21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH3v5SOBLx7
21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGbekzKUxwB
soon i was walking to go back __home ...home.__home.
I opened the front door and stepped inside, closing it softly behind me.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOGP5PIcCNX
The air was warm. Familiar.
Mona was already home, still in her school uniform, sitting cross-legged on the couch—watching Friends, again.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFXiLgtvtGR
The sound of canned laughter filled the room.
"Change your clothes," I said, placing my bag on the table.
She looked back at me with a small smile. "In a minute."
I raised my brow slightly. "You said that yesterday."
"I'll go. Promise," she mumbled, eyes still glued to the screen.
I walked into the kitchen.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs5ydmVy4fE
On the fridge, taped neatly, was a small piece of paper.
I leaned in and read it.
"I made rice. Eat it, girls. See ya soon. Bye. Love you. — Mom."
Her handwriting was rushed, like always.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ9prgeAQgD
I stared at it for a second, then sighed quietly.
"She's at work again?" I asked, turning my head.
Mona nodded from the couch. "Double shift again. I told you yesterday, remember?"
"Right..." I whispered, pulling open the rice pot.
I served myself a small plate and sat at the table, eating slowly.
"You ate already?" I asked, glancing toward Mona.
"Yeah. Right after school. I was starving."
I just nodded. The spoon clinked softly against the plate as I finished my food in silence.
Afterward, I got up, washed my plate and hers too. The water was warm, steam rising gently from the sink.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2w9q78En4j
The kitchen light flickered once, but stayed on.
I dried my hands and walked up to my room.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL66MvgUoVe
Changed out of my uniform.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCsQXjssxAn
Pulled on black pants, a plain white top, and layered my long brown coat over it.
Standing in front of the mirror, I tied my hair again__my vision on the mirror is also tired my almond eyes hollow from inside my face pale..skinny like there is no soul.
Before leaving, I peeked into the living room. Mona had finally changed, now curled up in fresh pajamas with a notebook open beside her.
"I'm going now," I said softly.
She looked up. "Okay. Be careful."
"Lock the door after me, and do your homework. No skipping tonight."
"I know, I know," she said, waving her pencil lazily.
I slipped into my shoes, grabbed my bag, and stepped outside.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIfyP9J9FPC
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzpuehTDQ6r
like share and comment21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxQmqdm9g3u
