The world is tiring because of the repetitive events in our lives. In the midst of chaos, everything suddenly stopped because of an accident. I couldn't understand how it happened, but the result was forgetting important things to me. One morning, I woke up with parts of my life suddenly missing from my memory. This event caused fear and worry, pushing me to ask questions and search for the missing parts of my life.
I'm still here in our old house, and my tears continue to flow as I read a letter from my friends.
To my beloved friend,
Hi Jairah! I hope you're okay at home. We heard that you're locked in your basement. We are deeply saddened by what happened to you. We want to help you, but we know we can't because of the strength of your father, and we don't want to interfere with your
