CEY DALLIE ESMAINE'

08

Present 2020

Every drop of water it weights the purpose in life. I have seen most of outcasts, rebels, bullied and having no dream in life just like how Agatha pointed out on me.

Most of us problem child do not wanted to be or never will be but the society builds a psycho world and us hard to fit in.

“ You can share Cey, ” she said as I am holding and squeezing my hand. I feel like any moment by now I will collapse but I was because she ran towards by my side and give me comfort.

“ Cey. Listen I am here okay, “ she said as she tried to rub my back as it gives me comfort while I am sitting down. I have been dealing these down moments since last 2 years ago.

“ No… just anxiety attack. ”I tried not to shake my voice but I fail coz it was visible.

“ I know Cey “ she said but I doubt it.

“ I am fine now ” I nodded before she go back to her chair.

“ I know from the moment I live with her after she save me… she is crazy but that was understandable.

You know the feeling of nowhere to go that is exactly Agatha is. I—I admit that I don’t have a decent family background because I grow up being a mendicant for 20 years while she was 18 years old that time before Agatha found me and there….

I met Caleb…. Mazda. They exactly became the person I know but the problem is that I know that Agatha found me so she is my owner.

I could have save Agatha… “ I found myself crying while trying to control the beast inside of me.

“ Hey I am here. You have me Cey “ she said with smile afterwards

“ I --- I ---am so stupid. Stupid ” I began hitting myself with my fist then she immediately stop myself for doing that and hug me before I burst myself cry out so loud.

“ Cey you are not stupid okay. Listen, there are things we cannot really manipulate just like what happened to Agatha. And we know she is in good hands right now, ” she said while hugging me so tight.

“ You do not understand… she is the only thing I ever have ” I sobbed in pain while remembering those good memories with her keeps on flashing on my mind.

“ And now I understand that why she said that why cannot I just tell right away that it was really my fault because I am at fault. Agatha’s condition is my fault. That if it was not my rebellion before… Agatha would not suffer alone before our parents died during war, ” I burst out so much tears.

“ Cey. No one’s at fault Cey. ” she still hugs me.