Sitting on the bench, I gazed at the far end of the sea.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGoGFjTA8DR
Oh, how I love sitting here—watching the water.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0n2orgRHK5
So full on the outside, yet so empty within.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBum0NESOeA
Just like us.
I took the last sip of my coffee, watching people walk by—coming and going, wrapped in their little worlds.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn4NHg2uo4F
I stood up slowly, my long brown coat brushing softly against my skirt.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7r8Gfe9bEH
It's winter. The kind that creeps into your bones quietly.
I started walking ahead, glancing back once at the sea.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjrxmD9RzZN
Then I looked straight ahead, passing beneath the old streetlights.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbfSqNeIuYf
I watched people laughing, their joy echoing faintly in the cold air.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡscOdFOIKLX
And then, like always, I looked up at the sky.
I unlocked the front door with my keys and stepped inside.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ7W7oMM8wY
Locked it behind me.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtdD2sYnhpJ
Kicked off my shoes and walked in, removing my coat as I headed toward the small couch.
My little sister was there, curled up and watching Friends.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtSpB561H9G
She was laughing softly.
I walked over and gently stroked her hair.
"You're home," she said, looking up at me.
I nodded. "Yes, off course."
I sat beside her on the couch and smiled.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDaQiL1TOYR
"Aren't you tired of watching TV all the time?" I asked.
She shook her head, grinning.
I just nodded and looked at the TV for a moment, then turned my eyes to the wall clock.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOgQfPL0zgy
5:35.
"Mom isn't home yet?" I asked, glancing at Mona.
"It's not time yet," she replied, checking the clock.
I nodded again and stood up, making my way to the kitchen just a few steps away.
I looked at the sink, sighed, tied the apron around my waist, and started washing the dishes—71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmx507tt7sv
Lost in thought, as always.
Funny how we all get lost in thoughts.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDzzi6RIJUR
Whether we're doing something or absolutely nothing at all.
After I finished the dishes, I dried my hands with the towel and walked toward the stairs.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP7kfU7zjj3
I climbed up quietly and entered my room, closing the door behind me.
My room wasn't messy—but not quite neat either.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡClW8pm4AVa
A small cupboard stood on one side, and a study table with a chair sat at the far end.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7P84cNYLWY
My little bed, slightly unmade.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeW9OFtFP1X
A hanging decoration—a scenery of drowning toys in water—swayed gently near the window.
I walked over and opened the window.
Outside, everything was still.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyMMMQgjhah
Just a few cars parked silently in front of the houses.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡktlYK0YWos
The neighbor's window was closed.
I sighed, glanced around once more, then quietly closed the window.
My alarm buzzed, loud and annoying, cutting through the stillness of the early morning.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmLNKz175Vt
I groaned tiredly, reached out with one hand, and tapped it off with my eyes still half shut.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ73V8dJ2ZIN
Yawning, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, letting the quiet sink in.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHXuWHyyEl5
It was 6:25 AM.
I finally dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBSrh0crgNf
The lights flickered on, a little too bright.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNh2p7IOmZn
I brushed my teeth, splashed water on my face, and did my so-called skincare routine—71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzLqHYD2n1T
Which honestly didn't feel like a routine at all.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡECJIyHevT9
I never really cared for all that makeup and ten-step skin rituals.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQRyzE7QG9X
It just... isn't my thing.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvEWJn34n80
Actually, I don't think anything is truly my thing.
I wiped my face with a paper towel and walked out of the bathroom, heading toward Mona's room.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKZkrNn71Mv
Her small, cozy space was dim and warm.
I walked to her bed and gently shook her shoulder.
"Mona," I whispered softly, "wake up, sweetheart. You need to get ready for school."
She groaned and turned, burying her face in the blanket.
"Mona..." I chuckled lightly. "Don't make me pour cold water on you."
Her eyes peeked open, dramatic as ever. "You wouldn't."
I smirked, "Try me."
She sat up with a pout, rubbing her eyes. I ruffled her hair and left the room.
I made my way down to the kitchen, flicking on the lights as the soft morning blue filtered through the windows.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIUbYW8J4zN
The house was quiet—still wrapped in sleep.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8AuCrE3IRf
I tied my hair in a messy ponytail, grabbed two slices of bread, popped them into the toaster, and began preparing breakfast.
The smell of toasted bread and warm milk filled the air.
Mona appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, her hair messy, yawning adorably.
"Breakfast is almost ready," I said, placing her plate on the table.
She shuffled over and sat down, grabbing her cup with both hands like she needed it to survive the morning.
We sat and ate quietly, the kind of silence that only sisters can share.
After breakfast, Mona ran off to her room to get dressed.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvXaS9tmgOM
I rinsed the plates quickly, then went upstairs to my room.
I opened my cupboard and pulled out my college uniform: a soft blue shirt paired with a large skirt that flowed down past my knees and leggies.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRW2c3lhEXJ
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I tied my hair into a ponytail, adjusted my collar in the mirror, and grabbed my bag.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu3vys0DjoZ
Heading downstairs, I called out, "Mona! Let's go!"
"I'm coming!" she shouted from her room.
While waiting, I walked to Mom's bedroom.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKeE5t6Ef1o
The door creaked softly as I opened it.
She was asleep, just like always—her back facing me, blanket pulled up to her shoulders.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvnaMwFXTW7
Her breathing was slow and deep.
I stood there for a second, watching quietly, then whispered with a soft smile,71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0gBU7pwIuA
"Bye, Mom... love you."
We stepped out of the house. The cold morning air hit gently against our skin as Mona and I walked down the street hand in hand.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4IV9CDHMVO
The sky was pale, the streets damp from dew, and the world slowly waking up.
Mona was telling me about her class project—something with glitter, glue, and a volcano that might explode if her friend messed up the baking soda again.
I listened, smiling faintly, nodding along.
Her voice was the only warmth I needed in that moment.71Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxEvgzjNyHv
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