Hey loves <3
More angst. Beware. And if any of you want to kill me after this, feel free. I am very depressed right now. I forgot to put chocolate in my bag for lunch today.
Here ya go.
Its not a one direction song titled OS today either 🤣
468 words. It'll take less than 3.5 minutes to read it, and den comment. 🤣
Dark.
Funeral |fyoo-neR-uhl|
Noun-
1. the ceremonies for a dead person prior to burial or cremation; obsequies.
2. A funeral procession.
The first time that Zoya went to a funeral was when she was just nine months old. Her grandmother had passed away, from a hefty heart attack, they told her. She doesn't remember the event, or anything about her grandmother, she only had torn, black and white photos of her. She was gorgeous, they say, even better when she was in real life. The meaning of beauty. Zoya wanted to be like her one day.
Death |deTH|
Noun- The action of fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism.
The second time was different. Zoya was seven. Six days before she would be turning eight, and two days before she would truly realize that her mother was truly gone. Zoya couldn't understand why, and if she did ask someone, the answer would either be a few tears, or a pat on her shoulder. She started hating tears from that very day. She hadn't ever in her 7 years of existence seen so many people crying at once. It unnerved her.
Zoya hoped it would be the last time she saw something so horrifying.
Grief |gree-FF|
Noun-
1. Keen mental suffering or distress over affliction or loss; sharp sorrow; painful regret.
2. A cause or occasion of keen distress or sorrow.
There weren't many people this time. Only Najma and Dilshad Phoopi. No one else. Not even his own father. Zoya again didn't know what happened this time. Had she done something wrong? Was she too naughty and troubling that who ever she loved, or wanted to love, always left her? She didn't know.
She hated the colour white too. So pale, so washed out, so stupid. Just like him.
She remembered every detail on his face, touched every inch of skin she could. Before they took him away from her. She remembered Phoopis and Najmas faces. She remembered how much they cried when he was found. She remembered that she didn't cry at all.
Not once.
Because he hated her tears.
He told her they didn't suit her.
Dark |dahRK|
1. Absence of light; darkness
2. Night or nightfall
3. A dark place, patch, or shadow
4. A state of ignorance (esp. in the phrase the dark)
It was dark now, her life was.
No Mr. Khan to annoy.
No Mr. khan to laugh at.
No Asad to love.
You can kill me now <3
I STILL LOVE YU ALL <3
I have told everyone again and again, I only write angst. The bad one too. 🤣
Sorry if you found any spelling mistakes, I'm blind. And I stalk boy bands.
You can kill me if I write like a pathetic blue echidna.
Kay?
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