Chapter 47: Cut

I do not know how I was able to take a nap.  Feeling heavy while looking out the window.  The wind then gently damp to my skin, which made me feel more melancholic.  I felt it rush to me.  My eyes hurt, and it's droopy as I watch my reflection through the mirror.  I let that go.  I still can't believe we're at this stake.  I breathed there again.

 I went downstairs.  But all I can feel is the heavy feeling arising on me.  Especially watching our bare house, it's almost foreign in my eyes.

 "Goodmorning, hija."  Mommy warmth smile caught me.

 I can't smile.  But somehow I still insisted.  I drifted my eyes on Daddy reading news.  Nothing new.  He always doing that as a hobby.  But why do I feel like there's a big part on