Sitting on the bench, I gazed at the far end of the sea.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzNye0XCpWV
Oh, how I love sitting here—watching the water.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQKHaRksaZ0
So full on the outside, yet so empty within.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbl7BQIiDQZ
Just like us.
I took the last sip of my coffee, watching people walk by—coming and going, wrapped in their little worlds.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIj39VTm6om
I stood up slowly, my long brown coat brushing softly against my skirt.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeojPVAfyIE
It's winter. The kind that creeps into your bones quietly.
I started walking ahead, glancing back once at the sea.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGNSukRZ8kN
Then I looked straight ahead, passing beneath the old streetlights.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNiuCff34m8
I watched people laughing, their joy echoing faintly in the cold air.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡERZx3ZVIfl
And then, like always, I looked up at the sky.
I unlocked the front door with my keys and stepped inside.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJi0M1SKHx7
Locked it behind me.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVHHwX9235M
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnz9hyvzdqt
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5r61b8346o
"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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxjCPLm08Y
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOv4d9haeKc
I climbed up quietly and entered my room, closing the door behind me.
My room wasn't messy—but not quite neat either.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMi2UraJDtc
A small cupboard stood on one side, and a study table with a chair sat at the far end.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCk9cSXZZN
My little bed, slightly unmade.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvTUYTIfyQW
A hanging decoration—a scenery of drowning toys in water—swayed gently near the window.
I walked over and opened the window.
Outside, everything was still.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwjfGWSWZA7
Just a few cars parked silently in front of the houses.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBQ9uSgLAdj
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeXn9JhH4MR
I groaned tiredly, reached out with one hand, and tapped it off with my eyes still half shut.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY03FSTjQut
Yawning, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, letting the quiet sink in.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS6BcB1nqQW
It was 6:25 AM.
I finally dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDX1FLGLKXA
The lights flickered on, a little too bright.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOI8FAzOmIZ
I brushed my teeth, splashed water on my face, and did my so-called skincare routine—10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMtRVMNbULw
Which honestly didn't feel like a routine at all.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3BchOY24z7
I never really cared for all that makeup and ten-step skin rituals.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBsp1RinnxJ
It just... isn't my thing.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTAaFtWubvi
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcr4C0NtMse
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGOtY4StehH
The house was quiet—still wrapped in sleep.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPl9ely9W4P
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUp8Pv3No6Y
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP67tZC6Aq7
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I tied my hair into a ponytail, adjusted my collar in the mirror, and grabbed my bag.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpsD5RdqVdo
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgRdO39ZV8f
The door creaked softly as I opened it.
She was asleep, just like always—her back facing me, blanket pulled up to her shoulders.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwHRFKplfzp
Her breathing was slow and deep.
I stood there for a second, watching quietly, then whispered with a soft smile,10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGOt5wvoJ9L
"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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBoLPWfgiQP
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJYj8zTAdg
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