AMARA pov :
After dropping Mona off at her school, I headed toward my college.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKD0N3cnnzF
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOZGqNs3lFm
Students were scattered all around—laughing, walking in groups, some rushing in panic, some half-asleep.
I watched them quietly.
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I passed the garden, then the notice board, and finally reached my building.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyhYgH3AfTp
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWzta9vooVW
Sharp. Loud. Piercing the sleepy air.
I walked in with the others, our footsteps soft against the tiled floor.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7MuKJEDum1
I headed straight to the last bench—near the window, my usual spot.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHSXtZVf12u
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUnylNUqaGU
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpWEHiZmcVX
My handwriting moved across the page almost automatically.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2kKejXrD2K
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5TiKJ3i5kh
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?59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNsWtGevcTy
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHDCiJEKYLS
I scribbled it down, then faded again into my own world.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgjb5TzvgOU
Thinking... feeling... remembering... and sometimes, just empty.
The lectures came and went like pages turning in a book I wasn't reading.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi33DUqMm9B
Math. Chemistry. English. . Computer.
Each teacher entered, spoke, and left.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlzjCi1lYUW
Students laughed, whispered, yawned, scribbled, stared at the clock.
I stayed there.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ87sKEjMw9k
On the last bench, near the window.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcDc7Azf6S
Listening, learning... and sometimes, just breathing.
"Oh Amara, did you do your homework?"59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ24wxbHmfZJ
Jessica's voice reached me—my classmate, the girl who always sat one bench ahead.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcmifTvVY6m
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRSiaG6zJd9
I barely exist in the noise.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxNN3zhXleU
Sometimes I wonder—do I even have friends?59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGXuOE9q37t
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0NQl8Qlcy0
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—59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGxqBNr0mLs
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfUBL6YwNwQ
The boys were playing football, their shouts echoing, chasing the ball like it meant everything.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Z2mfTM1kB
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtebEugH1lf
People talk like they've figured it all out.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3C8xhXoXE1
How to be happy. How to be successful. How to be strong.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5v9FQjl4Dq
But no one tells you what to do when your heart is quiet, and your mind is loud.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmcvQMTD79u
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ6ZBAQWxUh
Because here, I'm not pretending. I'm not performing. I'm just... living .. breathing.
The wind picked up slightly.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEmZHJyOUz3
I looked at the sky—my old habit—and let myself just exist in that second.
Nothing made sense.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRIPy9Ww2jm
But for now, I didn't need it to.
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Sometimes I wonder... does the world even notice the quiet ones?59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOXQDheI9Qr
The ones who sit at the edge, not trying to join in, not trying to stand out either.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAYNbcnS3za
We exist too, don't we? In the background, in the pauses between noise.
I see people laughing, shouting, running, living so loudly.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Mf6xshGAd
And I sit here... thinking quietly, feeling loudly.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNaOvXlseV7
Is that still living?
Jessica walked past with her friends. She waved, and I gave a tiny nod.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPYHIyhumSp
She was kind.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡENtemKO2bY
But kindness doesn't always reach where loneliness lives.
I stayed a little longer. Watching the wind play with the edges of scarves.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRwGC6ib5Ne
The way the football kept rolling.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZTVW1Lhf2
The way voices blurred into noise
Why does everything feel like it's moving without me?59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdKK4fgnen3
Like the world is spinning and I'm just... watching from the outside of a glass window.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmBCmRTsLPL
I laugh sometimes, I speak when needed. I exist.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtOPFHI9Q8x
But do I live?
Maybe I'm not made for noise. Maybe I was always meant for silence.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUu4haFkF7p
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbOBv6df97L
I stood up slowly, brushed my skirt gently ...
Back inside the building, it was crowded again.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡro67hgYEN4
Voices echoed. Someone ran past. Someone cursed the timetable.
I walked quietly to my next class.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM2BzyA3xzW
Same bench. Same corner. Same silence.
The teacher came in and began reading a poem.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPJoqOVnNDI
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDN87ICvRh2
Like they've seen your heart before you did"59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvYe8NwBg5m
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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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeLPUh5ZHvo
The air was warm. Familiar.
Mona was already home, still in her school uniform, sitting cross-legged on the couch—watching Friends, again.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwepZNduOSf
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLeFw6P9p0t
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8NXQLILOOl
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuCn5HChjWp
The kitchen light flickered once, but stayed on.
I dried my hands and walked up to my room.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡesEjLzfzYJ
Changed out of my uniform.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjrsnvIJEOr
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.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGjVZb1hUX6
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