Chapter 8 The Past that still Lingers

[DAPHNE YILDIZ]

I could not do anything but accept my destiny. Despite the thought of wanting just to die, I still tried to strive, walking nonstop, trying to find something I could use in my struggling journey at the dump of garbage.

My feet are shaking... My head hurts because of how many days I have been without anything to sustain my body. I seem to lose hope and even myself, near to losing my sanity.

I look around, but nothing to see. A sudden drop of water seems to stir me up. It's about to rain.

I abruptly haste, partly running to hide somewhere, but then the rain poured so harshly that it totally soaked me underneath.

My mouth is already catching the falling rain due to so much thirst. Thankfully, it wetted my dried throat.

I'm like a pitiful creature who has forcibly adapted to its surroundings.

A few moments later, my stomach grumbled again. I was overwhelmed by the street restaurants. I feel so hungry that I want to grab any food I see.

I feel like I just want to do b