Hourglass, Masks, And Marigold
It's dark... too dark so i can't see even a bit
I only hear screams and cries keep calling a person's name.
It's not mine, but it's similar.. i don't know who it is, i don't know who is he, or she? .
Also my body feel painful, i want to struggle so hard but i can't. It's hurt! Someone please help!
And then no one helping because no one can hear me either, i'm lying on the bed alone with people in another room screaming annoyingly
i want to be alone, make it stop! stop it! you break my calm !
Ahaha, i knew it... no one will notice anyway. Come to think about it, should i exploring my memories here?
I ever helping a family who their daughter is comatized, doctors said that she must be not visited and isolated alone in a secret room that only the core family and i know. They want me to dress and act as similar as their daughter, in replace of their daughter for temporary. Of course it's sucks, i'm a male! they forced me to dress and act like a girl? skirts and cuties? i'm dying that time.
And the act? i have to be "Too smart" and cheerful, good at piano and anything else, excuse me? are they dumb? i'm not a professional disguiser or shapeshifter. Duh, at least they help me pay the debts, and good at musics are not bad either since i'm a musician?
Umm.. but when i attend the school she supposed to enter, i have good friends, good deskmates, good teachers and good grades, school time is forgivable.
and sometimes i meet my bandmates outside the school, do karaokes, dinner and watching movies together. Free times to have personal life is good, good
I kinda enjoying my life at the time?
the family is rich so i often eats delicious foods and money to buy anything i want.
richass people life must be fun eh?, that's good
Oh! the family is nice and quite lively, the daughter must be blessed having a loving parents and siblings, this make me jealous sometimes because i don't have any. I don't know who's my parents since i was lost at 3, i don't remember the face and the voice anymore so i used to be alone until i met my friends when i was 15, 12 years i spend alone as a beggar and thief. That's kinda sad.
When i spend times with my bandmates, it's ridiculously fun but when i visited one of my mate's house, i was kicked out by his mother because i'm an orphan, he suddenly yelled at his mother and because of that, i'm scared to womens for certain reasons that is maybe too much if i had to say
but i still can play with my friends outside, even if sometimes i have to work, they are willing to help me tho. Okay, if these are too much, i will tell you all of my life slowly.. about my blood, sweat, tears, and happiness
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