' Have I ever loved someone, you ask?
I did and how it ended won't surprise you. I was told too ugly and I was left alone.'
Waking from a brusque night, the daily routines of building CE01 started once again. Women woke up first. Starting to prepare everyone's lunch. The men and children woke later to only dress up and go out. Women left home could only clean and wait for their daily routines of afternoon to start. But amidst all that women bored of their flickering hours of cleaning, there was an old girl. Only waking up after everyone, living alone, she got up and prepared fast food and popcorn. Preparing herself to watch some television realities, she ignored cleaning and lived in a carefree way. Not being married and free to be, she worked only two days in a week. Living in a crappy and small place. Her life was not great so far. She let down her parents to be free and happy with herself. She lived off a small amount of money. And she stopped believing in love because of someone fourty years ago. She decided to live her own life with herself and doing whatever the heck she wants.
But reaching the now she craved, it was not easy. She made it because she had to. For her own survival, for a happier life. And sometimes, she was not alone. Now a really old woman, back in her twenties to her sixties, she had met such great people. She was feeling blessed to have had such great people as friends. And nearly reaching her day to go to heavens, she decided to write a book about the stories of all her friends.
'This will be my last artpiece. I hope I can deliver every tiny bit emotion it needs.'