Kalau Ku Seorang Diri Novels & Stories

His footsteps begin to fade away, and I let out a loud cry once I am left alone, feeling the air slowly seize from my lungs as I struggle to break free from the confined space. "Someone, please help me! Please!" I yell, hoping someone from the other end will come to my aid, but no one does. I don’t know how long I stay in there, but one thing I do know is that I have never felt more alone.

And as I stare out at the city, I realize that being alone doesn't mean I'm lost. I am exactly where I need to be.

I seethed. I don't even know her closely anymore. These past few weeks, I've literally been alone by myself. I have no one to rely on other than myself. "How can you say that, Lunette? We are literally one. We can't do without the other," her voice softened, but I don't care. "That's where you're wrong." I cut in. My grip on the plate tightened. "One thing that I've learned so far is that I don't need anyone. I can survive alone."

Obviously, you have no where to go to. No parents, no home, no friends, no family...you seemingly have no one. So technically you are alone. One thing you should get in your little head... You have an owner

Not even Mother. And then he was gone. They all left. And I was alone. Just me. Standing there. Wet, cold, and abandoned, like I was the most insignificant person in the world.

I whispered to the emptiness while watching the colorful sky brought by the fireworks. I found myself crying due to envy for my happy neighbors, contrasting with my feelings of loneliness and sadness. Will it always be like this? Will my new year always be like this? Will I always be alone in welcoming the new year? Will I always end up crying every new year? Will it always be like this?! For Pete's sake, I'm so tired! I'm so tired of feeling alone all the time. I'm so tired of being independent all the time. I feel alone. Yes, I know my grandma is there for me, but I still feel like I'm alone in this life. I feel like I'm the only one fighting the challenges of life. I fucking feel alone!

I should not be too forward " Is it going to hurt "oh God I could do this all day " No... I'm just gonna, um , like finger you once sorta " finger? I'm cool with it I sit on a chair and slowly part my leg. I've never been fingered allmy life but t here right now the person that i have always crushed on is going to finger me. Oh i raise the towel all up to my belly and spread my legs as wide as I can.

“Or at least, I don't think that there's anything you can help me with. “I've been really confused lately. I don't have a sense of direction. I don't really know what I'm going to do with my life. I'm all alone. “I don't think there's a whole lot you can do about that though. I'm not sure that there's anything anyone can do about that. I'm just by myself and I have to find a purpose. I have to do this on my own.”

No one looked at me. No one cared. I swallowed slowly. “I’m alone,” I whispered. The words felt real. Too real. My stomach growled. Loud. Painfully. I looked down at the coins. Then around at the people. “I… I just have to survive,” I said quietly. My voice shook. But I meant it. Even if I didn’t know how yet. I took a small step forward into the crowd. Then another. And just like that— I disappeared into the world. Alone.

Blessed are those who do not fear solitude, who are not afraid of their own company, who are not always desperately looking for something to do, something to amuse themselves with. -Paulo Coelho. |A L E E Z A| Other people's days might turn bad, but my life is going awry. I have no idea how I consistently manage to immerse myself in the worst of troubles. It's like an unwanted talent that I possess, and no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get rid of it.