AMARA pov :
After dropping Mona off at her school, I headed toward my college.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb1ttENp3yl
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtMb9jd0Eci
Students were scattered all around—laughing, walking in groups, some rushing in panic, some half-asleep.
I watched them quietly.
My steps felt heavy .11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzxCVQjX59H
I passed the garden, then the notice board, and finally reached my building.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA1EDw0BJQx
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlsJskEyql3
Sharp. Loud. Piercing the sleepy air.
I walked in with the others, our footsteps soft against the tiled floor.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY8s1l9FBuz
I headed straight to the last bench—near the window, my usual spot.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQgX1uoklPm
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡON2KfYlXBw
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT3Z2QaGZZM
My handwriting moved across the page almost automatically.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ8A1WRXFqP
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOY4w4DRjZk
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?11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXzhv6vVkjV
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR5znxCsKeB
I scribbled it down, then faded again into my own world.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGwq5I5biH3
Thinking... feeling... remembering... and sometimes, just empty.
The lectures came and went like pages turning in a book I wasn't reading.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9D9UJwUR7r
Math. Chemistry. English. . Computer.
Each teacher entered, spoke, and left.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2BEODDm3w
Students laughed, whispered, yawned, scribbled, stared at the clock.
I stayed there.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYSnYqjy3gn
On the last bench, near the window.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2lo8d2Rpj1
Listening, learning... and sometimes, just breathing.
"Oh Amara, did you do your homework?"11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4FVNdlH1wM
Jessica's voice reached me—my classmate, the girl who always sat one bench ahead.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrJaw0pXQgu
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUJIZTVlg0b
I barely exist in the noise.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8fqFtgrk8I
Sometimes I wonder—do I even have friends?11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV7mPajeGoU
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Pu8vc1H3o
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—11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz5UZB8vgvj
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK0P3ZaT5fW
The boys were playing football, their shouts echoing, chasing the ball like it meant everything.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU7MudVmqEq
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwub4gxFG0e
People talk like they've figured it all out.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJePxkZQCW7
How to be happy. How to be successful. How to be strong.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsK2eY1uPZb
But no one tells you what to do when your heart is quiet, and your mind is loud.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJOvfSGHjsL
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOytwhRR5T3
Because here, I'm not pretending. I'm not performing. I'm just... living .. breathing.
The wind picked up slightly.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf3r5bRq2Eq
I looked at the sky—my old habit—and let myself just exist in that second.
Nothing made sense.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZrNA0F7Iws
But for now, I didn't need it to.
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Sometimes I wonder... does the world even notice the quiet ones?11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeoyYo3GAnc
The ones who sit at the edge, not trying to join in, not trying to stand out either.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqElVAZwZoG
We exist too, don't we? In the background, in the pauses between noise.
I see people laughing, shouting, running, living so loudly.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBRqSfmBTna
And I sit here... thinking quietly, feeling loudly.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2YScVGUXNV
Is that still living?
Jessica walked past with her friends. She waved, and I gave a tiny nod.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD8scC8Bu2a
She was kind.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaZGKo3QIQJ
But kindness doesn't always reach where loneliness lives.
I stayed a little longer. Watching the wind play with the edges of scarves.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbvxrmQhtQ7
The way the football kept rolling.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5AZiiFkU9P
The way voices blurred into noise
Why does everything feel like it's moving without me?11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVj9VTUpZEz
Like the world is spinning and I'm just... watching from the outside of a glass window.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn4klkukrqw
I laugh sometimes, I speak when needed. I exist.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbYyx7xhZyh
But do I live?
Maybe I'm not made for noise. Maybe I was always meant for silence.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQV6xLWx53x
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡko6CVqiPDM
I stood up slowly, brushed my skirt gently ...
Back inside the building, it was crowded again.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzvkACfH3FP
Voices echoed. Someone ran past. Someone cursed the timetable.
I walked quietly to my next class.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7LdaEFXKKQ
Same bench. Same corner. Same silence.
The teacher came in and began reading a poem.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOwDSPFaMBT
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvQs8VBLYPX
Like they've seen your heart before you did"11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoWzRlkLwik
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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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUUxnfe4AR1
The air was warm. Familiar.
Mona was already home, still in her school uniform, sitting cross-legged on the couch—watching Friends, again.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1dZsUvmnRH
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfgZOfphqYY
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgeUBdjlprS
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFFuc9Pr1yn
The kitchen light flickered once, but stayed on.
I dried my hands and walked up to my room.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoWvpFCzBmk
Changed out of my uniform.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOZrRhuwv2N
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.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsrHNz79JVM
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