SHE COULDN'T keep her feet on the ground. She couldn't keep her head high to everyone's expectations.
Facing the highway with the roads filled with moving cars below, from the high building she wanted to run, jump, and be free. She couldn't care less about everyone, she was tired of hearing hurtful words from her parents who have desires that she doesn't want. She was tired of hearing 'You'll be fine' from friends who couldn't pay attention to her real feelings inside.
How funny isn't it? When she was a child, she dreamt of many things. As she gets older, she was getting lost, she wished for someone to understand her but there was none. They come and leave, one by one. Everyone judged her through stares and words that are sharp as a knife, enough to stab the latter and crush her self-esteem.
And now, there's no way for her to go. No compass for guidance, no directions given, and no people to lean on. Her dreams? Remains a dream. Things she wanted to be, she couldn't even reach and grasp those. It was getting harder and harder everyday, she was such a failure in everyone's eyes.
Some wish for her to disappear and be gone on how useless she is.
The cold breeze of the night was against her face as she walks towards the edge of the rooftop, ready to jump. She tries to wait for someone to attempt and save her at the last minute. .
.
.
But nobody came.
"I guess. . .This is the end?" She muttered. "Maybe leaving my book, the rest of the chapters unwritten would be good for everyone."
She realized something. "Everyone? I mean, no one cares about me," She paused as her laughter ensued against the silence.
"They won't notice me disappear anyway."
Her lips curved for the last time, closing her eyes, feeling the wind. "Thank you, world for making me like this, Thank you reality for coming into my life and shitting everything."
She walks until her right foot was raised to the air.
"Goodbye."
She jumped, waiting to feel the feeling of falling, she waited for seconds, she couldn't feel it. She's not floating, right?
She didn't notice, someone held her arm until she opened her eyes and look at the owner. Disappointment appeared on her features as she tries to let herself free.
"LET ME GO! LET ME DIE!" His hands were firm against her weak ones. He gripped her tight as he could.
"You're not doing that," He finally responded, looking at her through the eyes. His hands-on her wrists, he tried to pull her away from the edge, but the latter froze and did not give in.
"I'm useless here, there's nothing for me to do so please! Just let me go!" She cried, couldn't prevent her tears from streaming down her cheeks. He held her shoulders, bending to her height, worry etched on his face, attempting to calm the latter down.
"I don't want you to do that okay?"
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To the young lady's surprise, he embraces her, soothing her back. She didn't mind anymore and kept on crying, he let the latter bottle out her emotions and he let her scream in frustration in his arms. He didn't let her go, he caresses her hair in comfort.
To him, he didn't know her existence until he read the writings on her blog. To her, she knew him by name, but she didn't expect him here.
They stayed there like that. She was in confusion, didn't know he would hold her arms and save the latter from the last moments.
Minutes later, she calmed down, trying to make out words from her choked sobs. "Why? Why did you save me?"
He held her while pulling away, offering his coat to the young lady and wiping her stained cheeks. She glance to his face, his brownish eyes feigned comfort.
"You're not worthless. You mean so much to me, hmm?"
-eunhee_shii (unedited)
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Here's a prompt while I currently work over a fantasy story in wattpad!
It's actually a virtual representation of my faves holding me back from breaking down during 2020-2021 era. ><
~ To Day6, Skz and Yuzuru Hanyu, words couldn't express on how much thankful I am for accompanying me when I'm alone in my lowest through your crafts, your songs, performances and contents. Really. ♡


















