"That is the end of her life."
Erina hears people mumbling. She has suffered enough with the treatment that she got from the neighbors and now she has to bear everything once again, alone.
" it doesn't matter aunt Mary, I know you would always be by my side even when you're gone!. I will make sure that they will regret everything that they have done!.. I will show you that everything will change!!!
She woke up from the grave and slowly walks on her ways to go home. Her hearts is sorrow and her eyes was red, cant even hold, her tears just like the rains falling through her cheek, like the leaves falls to the ground. Thinking why people sees them that way, wonder why she never be happy. Just like that she reached home.
" I'm home".
To think that no one will answers her anymore, knowing that the one who listen to all her story was gone, the only person who care if she eat, sleep or cry,. she cried out loud, loud and louder… knowing that no one would even cares, uttering the name of her aunts, she fall asleep in her tears. "aunt Mary..."
She woke up in the morning and was trying to survive. No body is giving her a warm words or even a warm hug, but she knows, that is not something that she would get from those people outside her house. There is nothing to be hoped for from those people. Even a warm greetings.
" How I live my life before, that is how I will survive, or even better!! I know you also want it that way, and I believe it is not that hard. "
Erina was trying hard to give herself a warm words to convince her hearts. She used to do almost everything by herself.
She worked so hard so that she can forget about hers aunt but,..
" I have done everything! Clearing the plates, sweeping, clearing the windows, tidy up the house, washing dirty clothes, cooking, and,… owh yes, I supposedly go and wakes my aunt up…."
She suddenly falls to the ground and her mouth closed tightly. She was that energetic but..
"I'm not supposedly to say that..."
There it goes again, the silence and the loneliness comes again and beat her soul. She even sing a lot of song but the tears keeps falling again.
The next day, she go to the small garden behind her house , not even look like a house, starts replanting the plants, the vegetables and the fruits so that she wont die from starvations. People don’t even cares, just like her, don’t even cares about others. She live her lives that way, days after days, and without even notice that it has been a years since her aunt died.
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