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The end of US

A girl named Kaira having trouble with her own life, She need to choose. LIFE OR (DEATH) END. But she met someone that would make her feel alive again. A man that would make her feel loved and valued. What would she choose? Do really people think that the end of love doesn't exist? But they DO.

Lycein_umie · Urbano
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8 Chs

Denial(1)

Hi! This is my first ever story that I uploaded on this platform, and I hope you enjoy it!

 

I woke up with breakfast in my bed (sigh). She cooked for me again. After eating my breakfast, I went downstairs to clean the dishes when suddenly I saw the paper on the floor.

When I tried to pick it up, my phone suddenly rang. I picked it up and almost dropped it in shock.

My mom told me something that I could never accept.

 

I tried to hold the tears forming in my eyes, but I couldn't.

A cold tear forming in my eyes just keeps rolling down on my cheeks as I rush to my room.

I lock the door, and everything I hide under the blanket denies all the things my mom had said. My head felt so dizzy as I tried to calm myself down from crying out loud. I didn't realize I had already fallen asleep.

 

After what happened

 

I woke up with a loud banging on my door. I got up and was going to open the door when I remembered what just happened earlier: I can't open the door, mom! I yelled, "My dear, please open this. I want to tell you something important.

I know you're hurt, but we can't do anything about it."

My mom kept trying to talk to me for days, but I was so determined to ignore her.

 

(Introduction)

Hi, My name is Kaira, and I'm a professional diver, and it's just me and my mom in this house. I just got born when my father died in his work; he's also a professional diver; he died for saving someone. My mother always doesn't like this work; she hates it, but she still supports me in everything I want to do. I got a year's break from my work, and I wanted to make my mom happy. I'm still deciding if I should quit or not.

 

I shall not!

 

~Days after~

 

I'm trying to eat again after days, and when I got a call from the orphanage, yes, I'm working on the orphanage too, they told me that someone is trying to claim Erica as their daughter.

I rush to the orphanage to talk to them.

 

Erica... Erica hugged me tight, feeling so scared for her life. I tried to calm her down when suddenly I heard a familiar voice.

 

Erica It's true that we are your parents; we tried so hard to find you but couldn't, and finally you're here, and that's the most important thing to us.

 

When I look at them, I see that their eyes grew wider when they saw me.

 

...Kaira I finally hear her voice after so many years, my second mother. My high school teacher, 

Alicia, is that you? Why didn't you tell me that you had a daughter who is missing? I added, "Kaira, I will explain it to you."

Alicia: Let's just talk inside, 

I quit being a teacher when I got the news that I was pregnant. I want to take care of that baby like I would give up everything for her. and I did, but when that day comes and I lose her, I lose everything. It was my birthday, and I was going home when I saw the fire in my house burning everything. I cried and tried to save her, but I didn't get the chance.

After days, they told us that there wasn't a sign of a baby inside or anyone. When the fire happened, my heart skipped a beat hearing that, so I immediately called the girl who took care of her that day, but we couldn't contact her. We tried and tried for years to find her, but we just couldn't.

 

That time I gave up and wanted to adopt another kid, and I did. After years and years, we got the news that the lady who took care of her had just passed away. We did all our best to find information about her, and finally, after many years of waiting, we finally found her.

 

Kaira: Oh, I'm really sorry that happened to you, and I'm also happy that you finally found her. but I think we need to give Erica space; she might be confused and questioning herself about it.

Alicia: Yes, I need to work to gain her trust.

Rico: Is it okay if she's still going to stay here, because we know she's not ready to live with us?

Kaira: Yes, we're giving her the space she needs, and don't worry, she's safe here.

 

I went home feeling better knowing Erica has a family who really cares for her.

Kaira.. hearing my mom's voice calling me hurt me. It's just because of that reason that I became a person that I never wanted to be sorry, mom.

 

I ignored her and headed to my room as always. I stay up late and can't sleep as hard as I try. I feel hungry, so I decided to go downstairs to grab something to eat. Seeing all the food makes me want to eat it all.

For a few minutes, I don't feel good and feel like I need to go to the bathroom to puke. After a few more minutes,

 

I feel like my stomach is going to explode, and after heading to the washroom, I suddenly can't stop myself from vomiting blood on the floor.

 

When I heard my mom knock on the door, feeling dizzy and sick, I decided that this time I had to open it.

 

As I tried to reach the door knob,

when my mom opened it for me.

I suddenly fell into her hands.

 

Mom: kaira What happened to you? Why do you look so pale and cold? Are you sick?

mom I can't take it anymore; my stomach hurts so bad after hearing that my mom rushed me to the hospital.

 

I woke up in the hospital bed searching to see if someone was in the room when a nurse came to check on me. Being confused, I asked her where my mom was, and she said she was talking to someone. Hearing that makes me wonder who she is talking to.

 

As my mom entered the room facing me,

Mom: Kaira, can we talk?

Kara: About what, mom?

Mom: About what I had said

Kaira: S... sure, what is it?

Hearing the words she just said makes me sick even more. I felt so dizzy. My mom's words keep running through my head. I just don't know why. mee?? Am I a bad person?

 

Mom: No kaira Don't blame yourself; it's not your fault. We can do this. Just hold on, ok?

Kaira: No, mom How am I supposed to eat and sleep knowing that stupid information? huh howw?? As I scream to my mom, 

Seeing her tears makes me weak; I fall on my knees, crying nonstop. My mom tried to comfort me, and I whispered, "I can't do anything about it."

 

As I cried and cried on her shoulder, I felt the weakness in me, and my sight was getting blurry and blurry, hoping life would wipe away the tears that just fell down on my face.

Feeling devastated, I told my mom to leave.

 

 

Do we really need to believe that forever is true?

But everything has its own way, and every way has an end.

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