AMARA pov :
After dropping Mona off at her school, I headed toward my college.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWKmAswILrt
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlzNh8GvD1b
Students were scattered all around—laughing, walking in groups, some rushing in panic, some half-asleep.
I watched them quietly.
My steps felt heavy .9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdQ6rg94y7n
I passed the garden, then the notice board, and finally reached my building.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLSiiSZrS4M
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTDyFjMTUy3
Sharp. Loud. Piercing the sleepy air.
I walked in with the others, our footsteps soft against the tiled floor.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Jq0FBSJif
I headed straight to the last bench—near the window, my usual spot.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpCPSk3dkzC
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiOnl849l1B
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAKVn9DfKDF
My handwriting moved across the page almost automatically.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiW4X4U8LkA
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfz3LHohmK1
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?9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqjLmXW1XoO
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu8X9syDOBG
I scribbled it down, then faded again into my own world.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTH72ZJL3KU
Thinking... feeling... remembering... and sometimes, just empty.
The lectures came and went like pages turning in a book I wasn't reading.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡohTFIVhWV1
Math. Chemistry. English. . Computer.
Each teacher entered, spoke, and left.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4sI95UaoSc
Students laughed, whispered, yawned, scribbled, stared at the clock.
I stayed there.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Po0Dr2cT8
On the last bench, near the window.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRABfSaB8Eh
Listening, learning... and sometimes, just breathing.
"Oh Amara, did you do your homework?"9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWJm4krlO32
Jessica's voice reached me—my classmate, the girl who always sat one bench ahead.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvapymcAYU2
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHMfcq7e8O3
I barely exist in the noise.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmVxIkDnVmJ
Sometimes I wonder—do I even have friends?9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK8FCk4rYMk
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP6cYZzVboJ
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—9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpHWpZOu0Zv
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYcBtYU3wcx
The boys were playing football, their shouts echoing, chasing the ball like it meant everything.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡubfHSDcKLj
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.
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This world moves fast. Too fast sometimes.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUINlZNlpZe
People talk like they've figured it all out.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIvCnfkgRPT
How to be happy. How to be successful. How to be strong.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxg6YimGeIn
But no one tells you what to do when your heart is quiet, and your mind is loud.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡePPVIMLsBx
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3z8PbaipO2
Because here, I'm not pretending. I'm not performing. I'm just... living .. breathing.
The wind picked up slightly.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZNQgfPjpMv
I looked at the sky—my old habit—and let myself just exist in that second.
Nothing made sense.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWWpkgM6nEL
But for now, I didn't need it to.
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Sometimes I wonder... does the world even notice the quiet ones?9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtaKCJELrPE
The ones who sit at the edge, not trying to join in, not trying to stand out either.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs1DAvcwPqo
We exist too, don't we? In the background, in the pauses between noise.
I see people laughing, shouting, running, living so loudly.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBhMu5jc8oO
And I sit here... thinking quietly, feeling loudly.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3RvjCH4eHG
Is that still living?
Jessica walked past with her friends. She waved, and I gave a tiny nod.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLSiBlrvrWn
She was kind.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrA7PcsS9e6
But kindness doesn't always reach where loneliness lives.
I stayed a little longer. Watching the wind play with the edges of scarves.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXvUETSrpKK
The way the football kept rolling.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdeSBOxXxLW
The way voices blurred into noise
Why does everything feel like it's moving without me?9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX6sBEV2puS
Like the world is spinning and I'm just... watching from the outside of a glass window.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKyGNcLr8Ks
I laugh sometimes, I speak when needed. I exist.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRlFQypDmw
But do I live?
Maybe I'm not made for noise. Maybe I was always meant for silence.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvu3fc7uQuh
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSUkF1U8dld
I stood up slowly, brushed my skirt gently ...
Back inside the building, it was crowded again.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe4AqfcY6Of
Voices echoed. Someone ran past. Someone cursed the timetable.
I walked quietly to my next class.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6QY36pubPF
Same bench. Same corner. Same silence.
The teacher came in and began reading a poem.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBO1dC9v6Zg
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.
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"It's strange how words written by someone else can sometimes feel like they belong to you.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKyGXScxaWX
Like they've seen your heart before you did"9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgxUfusawS2
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soon i was walking to go back __home ...home.__home.
I opened the front door and stepped inside, closing it softly behind me.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcf9gVjc2di
The air was warm. Familiar.
Mona was already home, still in her school uniform, sitting cross-legged on the couch—watching Friends, again.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG67S1ypQ80
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqFYwx7gU4F
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDPu0Y90pKF
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ11VSoDt2zL
The kitchen light flickered once, but stayed on.
I dried my hands and walked up to my room.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeUAQMdfmQv
Changed out of my uniform.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyi3M2192P2
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ60kB6FeiSS
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