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Through the glass window, wiped clean, no dust attached to it. A very clear glass, just like the weather. Clear heat and smoke in the air, the car passing by the streets, people walking down the lining up stores. Busy with their life. There's nothing she can do except stand there, facing the window, watching people sit down and properly eat their breakfast. She was passing by, in the hope of finding a job. She doesn't know how it works but somehow she needs to do something in exchange for food. She laid down in an alleyway for a couple of days to heal her chest bruised, and not fully healed but she know if she didn't get anything to fill her stomach she will die of starvation. But, in her way to get any job, she was struck midway, drooling over their food and the smells that waving in the air. Her tummy growled loudly, she doesn't realize it has been half an hour already, staring at each of the people inside.The bell rang, pulling her attention as a worker make her way outside, tow
Silent vociferation Chapter 2 : Page 4
Rain poured like a heavy waterfall, wiping off the smoke from the air, the dust in the streets, the once heat, become so cold, the night was colder, darker. Puddles are everywhere, making the earth wet and cold. The streets weren't just grey, it was beautiful wet grey, a smell she used to enjoy, the pitter patter sounds she used to make a background for a deep sleep, the cold she used to live while she make a hot chocolate, sitting in her beloved balcony, in the rattans swings and a comfy thick blanket over her body as she admired the scene.The leash was never tied around her neck like a beautiful accessory adore her pale neck. The same chain was the key to the locked door, to avoid the beast and nightmare the real life has to offer. The warm smiles, the warm embrace, what are the truths? She promise to sneak out every night, to gain any information, but thanks to that decision, she lost her parents, her home, her warmth, her security, and her happiness.Tight against the wet brick
Silent vociferation Chapter 2 : Page 5
Carla, the kittens' mom has returned for so long with food for her kittens. Her empty eyes stared ahead, her head was empty, and the hollow feeling in her chest felt so heavy. She knew she can't stay like this, like a dead body when she had to survive to know what has happened hundred years ago, and why she still alive, who were two people that match the photo that should have been died many many years ago. But, the thought that occupied her was how can she live in this society where she don't know what has happened. She never care about dates and years, never paid too many thoughts the fact that every month, new stuff come to their house, and the decorations in their house changed and change until she can't remember what the house looks like five months ago.She gets up, attempting to do some work for her to eat. She went to the corner where the pipe was attached to the walls, somehow she successfully make the area into her bathroom, where the various sizes of boxes connect. She went
Silent vociferation Chapter 2 : Ep 6
Kaylene's POV It's been weeks, I lost count of how many days I was in the streets. Roaming around, trying to find something to eat. Sleeping in the same cold wet alleyway, trying to get some rest that I think I didn't find much lately since I can't go home anymore. It's colder at night, I wake up almost every hour to the shaking and quivering under the temperature.At least I have a new family, she found me on the street, and we become best friends, I brought a new and bigger box for her family to stay in and some used clothes I found in plastic next to the dumpster as their, so, they could sleep more properly at night. She usually went out to find some food for her kids in the morning and it was my turn to take care of her kids, three fur balls playing around become the scene every early morning. The street becomes my home, the alleyway becomes my bedroom, the sky becomes my roof, and the uneven road and path become my bed. There's some water source back there, and the owner was ki
Silent vociferation Chapter 2 EP 7
It was dark. Khakis stiff body was still in my arm, as I plodded down with him on the ground. Refused to let him lay there alone. And I was humming, the humming I used to do every night before I sleep. I smooth down his fur. I succeeded to make him sleep this time. He is usually the worst when it comes to sleep. He don't want to sleep until he was tired of running around, but, tonight. He sleeps early.My eyes grew heavy as I watched Carla balled up with her kitten in the box.I watched khakis as he suddenly woke up, leaning his head to my ankle, trying to lead me somewhere, we strolled down the alleyway, and more alleyways before we make a sharp turn to the left and walked again and again and turn left again. And there's a forest in front of us, and he led me quietly. Maybe he was not tired yet, and he want to fully wipe off any left energy before he sleep, or he wish to fulfill something before he take a rest that night. However, I can't stop being curious."Where are we going khak
Silent vociferation Chapter 3 : page 1
````Would it be the last dawn?.°````The pitter-patter on the cabin's roof, the smells of wet ground, the slow and cold breeze, the silence, the ambiance. The world slowly comes to morning, the calming state of early dawn, the calmness that would be addictive after all the storms and wild nights. The way the branches would dance gracefully, the way leaves swayed in the air. The way everything starts a new day, a new dawn, a new morning, a new ambition for some, and another restless day for others.She stares into nothing, recollecting the memories of her sweet little brown fur ball, and khakis. The loudest, the most cheerful among his siblings, the sweetest, the warmest. The white spot on his left thigh always attracted her attention. The way he came to warm her after the rain stopped, literally every night, the warm soft fur ball became the memory. Yet, after he died he still wanted her to stay warm.That morning, she refused to go out. She refused to stay away from Carla and her k
Silent vociferation Chapter 3 : page 2
Early dawn easily slipped through the end of night, open another curtain of new chapter of life. Making its way towards the endless possibilities within the limited time before the darkness take over the new day again.It was a bone chilling, or that's how she felt that early morning. The shower took longer that she thought, perhaps because of the excitement or maybe because of nervousness that stirring her head, thinking she might be stink since she haven't have a proper soap and toothbrush, she thought it was far convenient than many months ago where her family used to brushing their teeth with a birch twig, fraying at the end. It's was an horror she had to go through. Not to mention, the scrub from hardwood ashes but her family was keep advancing themselves, in a few months they already use a rose shape soap.She knew she hasn't have a good stuff in the cabin but she was sure she will make a good money out of the job and buy a lot of necessaries. But for now, she was nervous if she
Silent vociferation Chapter 3 : page 3
The footsteps were silent, there's no heavy footsteps thumping on the ground anymore, but, the smells never left. The hot steam felt near to her left shoulder, as if that creature mocking her by staying in still. Stirring a mess in her head. By the realization of where it was, her tears drops on her cheeks.The low growl somewhere in the greenhouse were heard again, a playful growl, a mocking one. The silent weren't so peaceful like in the daytime. It make her realise time were so slow, make her realise she was vulnerable and helpless. But, the faint growl make her knew she wasn't alone, nor the idea that a presence was there to comfort her, it's playing in her head. A game she refused to play, a game she never submit herself in.The nervous in her chest wasn't a nervous of her parents stares on her when she do something wrong, it's a nervous of knowing the same creatures who hurt her, abuse her, physically and mentally were here, again. The deep guttural sound were made, close to he
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