The truth
Feelings of despair,loneliness,longing,and anguish seem to never leave her. A mask of happiness overshadows her true feelings. This female seems to be that perfect human that everyone seems to love ever since she was young. Why?
The mask
It was her fate to be born into this type of lifestyle. She never questions what she was to do to make her parents happy. The context of the word ‘happy’ is to make her parents proud of who she is. She never really felt that flickering of joy in her heart. She is always cast away from the so called normal humans. Being the workaholic she is, she learned to shove away friends and anyone who tries to open the lock on her heart.
The release
She took a walk down the darkly litted streets late at night to relieve the stress she had been going through. She took a few more steps before she took a fall to the cold cement floor. “Leave me alone!” she screamed out at the citizens that tried to assist her. She let out the tears that she had been wanting to for so many years. Hiding behind that mask that she built for herself brought her mental pain and distress. Chorong didn’t understand why she was allowed herself to show an image that she hid from everyone for so long, especially in a public place like the common streets. She felt a hand lightly placed on her shoulders and shrugged it off. Chorong bent on one knee to provide balance as she stood herself up, wiped her tears and faced the person with her shabby image.
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