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For what? — What's life anyway — ?

"For what?! What's life anyway?!" That was the question she was thinking about.

The girl looks somber.

Her eyes misted over like she wanted to cry.

She realized that she was some kind of a misfit.

But she's been trying the best she can.

"I wonder if this is destiny," She sighed.

Then she stumbled upon her childhood diary.

It was the diary she wrote when she was little.

She opened it and began to read.


Dear Diary.

July 1999, yesterday was my birthday. I turned eleven years old. I go to school and do chores at home to help my parents. But, I lived with my strict parents.

Yes, strict parents! They sheltered me! I've never been out on my own with friends unless it's really necessary. As a result, I struggled in social situations during my school years. Making friends didn't come as easily as I'd hoped. So, I'd rather spend my time alone and talking to myself.

Oh, no! The days seem to stretch endlessly. My thoughts about the future filled me with apprehension. Will I remain the same person in the future as I am today?


Rinaldi Pratama Putra
Rinaldi Pratama Putra Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there.