the illusion of love?
Prologues
That night I remember the night of my birthday, someone sent me a message. "Please say it and im so sorry." My tears are pouring out. Their first night fell on the night of my birthday. No matter how hard I try, these innocent tears always come down without my permission. I cried until my voice was no longer heard. I roared like a madman in the room. I let my soul fully feel the pain of that night. But enough of that night. Not with the next nights.
My name is Zea, call it Jasmin Azealea, I am a Scorpio girl. The girl who grew up with a sense of vengeance. The other side of a Scorpio is a good listener, good planning, humble without many words and independent. If you're lucky to have a Scorpio friend. He'll be your best friend. At least that's what I read on the Internet.
A lot of fun and bitterness that I experienced, until I was 24 this year. Like when I was happy – happy to meet new friends at school. But at home a lot of commotion happened.I don't remember exactly. But at that time Mama forced herself to leave the house, but Dad prevented her. When I was 6 years old, I thought adults like to fight. But as I grew up I knew every fight had a reason.
Like when I was so happy, because Mama was having a family tour, for the first time in my life, seeing a lot of animals in a big cage like a forest, they called it a zoo. But on the way home I was unconscious, because all my stomach contents were drained out in a crackle bag. I also don't remember exactly about it, all I remember is a crackle bag, an old car and my tiny, yellow-and-white zebra jacket. At that time I was half a child in 1st grade SD.
the pleasure or happiness I get is that I feel much more mature in the face of everything, and the main point is that I can achieve my dreams with my own hard work. A lot of people are fighting like me. But not everyone is lucky and can make it happen. Have my achievements been completed?
my hobbies are all calming when I write. Whatever it was I wrote with my pen, and that's what I just realized right now about my dream of becoming a writer. Although there is no real evidence yet but I am happy to be able to write a fictional story for my own entertainment. Is it just a story about love? of course not. life is not just about love so I decided not to go too deep.
failure in love, dreams and loss of purpose I have felt. But one day I realized time would not care what I felt. He will keep going right in front of my eyes without a second pause.all I have to do is walk back to find something that had failed and lost. Currently my career in a property company as a sales.and where will destiny take me? I still don't know and will enjoy the process slowly.
Simple people with simple dreams, that is the motto of my life.not the wealth of abundant treasure.I just want to be a useful person through my writing.
