103 What Is Friendship?

(Disclaimer: This chapter contains mild suicidal themes that may be disturbing to some readers.)

After that incident, I woke up as the 5 year old Seri.

Now it seems as though history is repeating itself.

I opened my eyes and stared at the sky. My cheeks were damp from my own tears.

How could I forget my own death? How could I forget those last few days, suffering in agony?

No... I didn't forget. I forced myself to block it out of my memory.

It was too painful to remember.

Even now I can remember the feeling of starving with sharp pains that made my stomach twist in torment.

The pain of my throat dry as a bone. Sticky and coarse. All while I was unable to even swallow.

The pain of my legs, broken beyond repair. My shattered bones that ached with a mind numbing pain.

The burning of my skin as the sun blared down upon me without mercy.

But that pain didn't hurt as bad as the pain I endured from being betrayed...