Sudah Dibantu Tapi Tidak Tau Diri Novels & Stories

I have learned to control my powers now. I have it under control but I still don't know what I'm supposed to do with it or how it's going to help my life. I just feel inadequate in every sense of the word. As if I'll never be good enough. I just want.....I don't even know what it is that I want anymore. My mind is a complete mess.

I kept on walking not knowing what to do and where to go. Oh God please help me out.. _______________________

I tried to stand but I was too weak. I looked for Kaira in my head to help me, but she was gone.

The realization suddenly hits me hard against the chest as I raise an eyebrow. "You were the one who helped me?" I ask, and he chuckles. "Yeah, consider this as a little, you know, compensation for how you have helped me." Okay, I feel extremely confused right now. "Helped you how? Who are you, sir? I don't know—can you please let me know who you are? Perhaps I might remember where I have actually helped you in the past because I seriously do not know you, and your voice is quite unfamiliar," I say, and he chuckles at the other end.

I'm just observing it as it rolls. "Sigh...... Why am I experiencing this discomfort once more? It makes me feel helpless, and I am helpless in general. Once more, there is a missing component. What is missing why can't I resolve this? SOMEONE , SOMEBODY, LEAD THE WAY FOR ME I'M UNABLE TO UNDERSTAND MYSELF. Shouted me while I know no one is her to understand me I grabbed up my phone and dialled Ema's number. My bestie After calling that b*tch repeatedly, she eventually answered.

He just sighed as he seemed to be weighing what to say to me. "Why, do you remember anything?" I shook as I played with the sea shell I got. I just asked that. It's like I just need to know what I did before. Why am I confused and I don't have any dreams about my past? I feel helpless because whatever I do to make my voice happy is like I can't do it. The difficulty

I meant that. I just… might need a little help figuring out how not to screw it up.

/BaoBao, do you know what would really help me? BaoBao perked up upon hearing Vanora's question. [What? What can I do?] /Please don't think you're of no help. Please don't feel bad because of me. That itself would be a big help./ There was another pause as BaoBao did not know how to answer. He did not know how to describe what he felt. He only knew it was complicated. Not exactly bad, but not entirely good either. He wanted to help but found that this was a weird way to help her. Nonetheless, he had no other idea on how he could help her. [Mm!]

"No. I don't... I don't know who I am." Aaliyah smiled warmly, her hand resting on my arm. "It's okay," she said, her voice full of compassion. "We’ll help you. Find out, but first, tell us your name" "My name is..." I stopped. Name. What was my name? I couldn't remember, It was at the tip of my tongue, but for some reason, I just couldn't grasp what it was. Everything felt hazy I turned to her with wide eyes and shook my head. "What is happening?"

Why didn't I help him? Why am I so weak?