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He smiled, his grin reaching his eyes. “Haven’t you punished him enough..” She bit her lip as she looked at the state that Mateo was in. “. In life, pain is inevitable. Whether physical or mental, we all deal with pain on a daily basis. Pain and suffering is part of human life. As much as people try to avoid pain, the reality is that there can be no gain without pain.” Lucas shrugged, using a small pocket knife to tap on Mateo’s chin. “Of course, if you’d rather have me be lenient, I guess I could make some sort of deal with you.”

"Life is never fair, Adele. As long as you can fight, you will win. If you fall weak, you will lose. That's how life goes. I don't know what you are thinking about but try to put yourself in everyone's place for once. Then you will find life was never fair for anyone." His words made sense. Jacob Smith lost his wife, he needed to stay away from his children. It was normal for him wanting Sil to stay in front of his eyes. Lucas never liked to see blood since childhood but life brought him here. I just wanted my family but my parents were murdered too by my own family. He was right! No one's life was fair. Only God knows what's best. I had no right to get mad at them. Everyone had their reason

I whispered just enough for the both of them to hear because of their enhanced senses as the pool of tears started falling from my eyes like a faucet of misery starting to embrace me when I don't even want to embrace it back and as thoughts and what-ifs started to envelop my mind like a river of sorrow flowing continuously that seems to have no end. Damn this life! Why do I even need to go through this? Why does pain always love to come right after an ecstatic feeling, and why do I need to suffer just to feel the happiness that I always wanted to stay with me? I guess life is just really meant to be unfair when it comes to me for it to throw every misfortune towards me. It's just that after

The thought alone made her shudder. Grace sighed and seemed to physically shake herself out of the sad bubble she had formed and personally walked in. "Some say that pain is a vital part of life, designed to make us stronger and shape us into the best versions of ourselves. But, you can't help but wonder what our lives would be like without all the pain and suffering. Just happiness and joy all round. Wouldn't that be so much better?"

Drake didn’t answer her and held her hand, who was hugging him. “Some chocolates are filled with sweetness. some are balanced, but some are bitter because there is no sugar added. But do you know where they all came from? They all came from bitterness. One's life isn’t a life if he doesn’t experience the bitterness of living. Still, just like chocolate, there would be a time when it would expire. We can do nothing but accept that fact and move on.” Kianna keeps silent. She was surprised to hear Drake say those words. It isn’t like him to use such words. Still, his words help her think in a positive way.

Ika ni mommy, mas mabuti na ang payak na pamumuhay kaysa marangya na pamumuhay. Aanhin mo naman kasi ang karangyaan? Masasama mob a siya sa hukay mo? Hindi diba? Kaya hindi ko lubos maisip kung bakit ang daming tao na uhaw sa kayamanan, sa pera, sa kapangyarihan, gayong hindi naman nila iyon masasama sa kanila pag namatay sila.

We aren’t happy we are all sad. We are just eighteen year old teenagers but there is so much in our plate right now. Why should we? Why should we all go through these hard pains? When I look back at my life, it seems that there is no point where the pains could stop. There isn’t. The pain is going to come and when we have the feeling like it’s going to end then another one evolves just out of nowhere. It’s just like the melodrama. The cycle of pain never ends. I don’t think there is a think called happy ending in people’s life. Maybe the things like that never exist in life.

I died unloved. I lived unloved. And in the end, they divided my belongings before my body was cold. It was all for nothing. The darkness swallows me. And I let it. Because dying is easier than accepting the truth: I wasted my entire life. And I can never get it back. --- Cold. Dark. Nothing. I float in void. No body. No pain. No thoughts beyond the terrible clarity that this is death. This is what comes after. Nothing. Just... nothing.

He looked down at me from behind his mask. "It doesn't taste like anything. Not as beautiful and fun as you imagine. Sometimes, I feel very tired, bored, and want to end my life immediately. Unfortunately, I am destined to not be able to die." Without realizing it, I was gripping Daran's shirt quite tightly. I was angry at Daran and at myself. "You... Blessed with a long life. Instead, I was cursed to have a very short life. If only... You could share a little of your life, I really want to..."

He asks. I sit in silent contemplation. “Well, I guess?” “Sweet means nothing if you have never tasted bitter or sour. We cannot appreciate the blessings in our life if we never experience pain. Joy isn’t joy without knowing what sadness feels like.” He explains. I wake up sweating. I wish I was able to see my father outside of my dreams. Outside of the boundaries of my memory. Outside of fairytales and nightmares. “You humans always have a strange memory.” Theia comments, distracting me from my thoughts.