The Comeback
(short story)
"Be careful with who you trust."
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He let out a wicked laugh. "Do you think I care about you? Look around! Open your blind eyes! Can't you see people don't care about you! They don't like you!" He exclaimed acridly.
His words cut through me, but I didn't cry. Not when he was looking. I let him leave first before running away. Crying.
I ran through the woods. Scaring all the animals away. My legs was starting to get soared yet I didn't stop.
I looked back through all of the times I've helped someone. Did they return the favor? Did they know when I needed one? No. They didn't. They never did.
Before continuing being consumed by my own thoughts, I found a rock where I could sit down.
I cried, shouted all the hurt that I felt. I cared too much...too much that nobody was able to give it back. Too much...he was right. Nobody cared.
I'm not being a suicidal person. And I'm not that naive either. I know that there were people who are evil inside and out.
For all of these years, I tried to protect them before my own, but for once just once can't they do it? Don't they get the meaning of gratitude? Generousity?
Wiping my tears, I held my head up high and smiled. It wasn't a happy one. It was a mischievous smirk.
I was done, I'm tired. I've learned my lesson. Guards up, and hardly have any mercy for others.
Be ready everyone because I'm back stronger than before.
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-PJS
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2018-11-21 13:37:28
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