Today was Grade 9 Farewell party. A day where we all reflect on what has became of those grade 7 kids three years ago who were “sweet and innocent”. As I look back, I think that I have brought all this misery and pain upon myself. I can’t think straight anymore. I can’t tell who I like and who I care for, or both. Now I just want to leave them four alone. Maybe they will meet someone better than me, who knows? But I need to stop hurting myself and them at the same time. But do not have that power. During the dance I was having fun. But then the pain hit me tenfold during the aftermath.
“Holy shit what have I been doing?”
Now I know what my course of action is. Leave them all and take everything with me that I left. This will create a lot of pain for me. It will make my journey a whole lot harder then what it should be without someone there with me. But who wants to be with me anyways? I can vision myself right now just leaving spiritually from them. With my back facing them and the rain and shadows slowly consuming the image of me. For an Assassin always works better alone. Our paths will split here, and when they meet again. It will be the news that I have died from the job I choose to do.
Syinyied’s Pain
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