Chapter-13

Too much to think!

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Earnestly is like a pilgrim with millions of patterns. So vibrant and enormously big, but we can't do anything. We cannot, no matter how infinite it is! maybe our pride is too much to take the burden on our shoulders and the world is still the silent one.

When I think about the countryside, those green mushy fields always come to mind. The silence, the whispers, the hope, the delicacy and the night of stars.

For some reason, I have grown to despise men. I do not know the exactness of it but what I know is I despise them.

I remember the summer of the fifth standard when the first time I entered the school, there were thousands of eyes glaring at me with millions of questions. But what could I do about it?

Was I capable enough to do anything?

The fifth-grade girl was not what she wanted to be.

Maybe she was afraid, afraid of something that she hardly speaks of it.

"Jessica?"

I heard my name called again and again, and I