"Sometimes The Things We Can't Change; END UP Changing Us"
I cannot say whether things will get better if we change; what I can say is that they must change if they are to get better, my name is Sera, and I'm a journalist about family my parents passed their ways when I was 7, losing my parents at a young age turned out the pages of my life, Living 20 years of my life so many struggles and loneliness in addition being all with those, startling visuals and the untold nightmares which become as reality when I try to change those things, people thought that I'm insane, who talks insanely.
When I was in high school, I get a nightmare, like a girl is trying to kill herself, the next day morning I ran to the same place which I saw in my nightmare, that girl was standing there, I asked her to come down, she refused it and she was about to fall, I can't help myself, I wanted to save her but I can't change it, she ends up falling, the people around the building thought I pushed her from the top, even they sued me.
This incident gave me a big slap, no evidence that proves my innocence, I got expelled, saying loudly that I'm innocent ended up being sick, I was tired of being loud, I consoled myself and turned myself into silence, a deep silence. In between this some annals I experienced endearment from a specific person, who thought to me "Falling in love matters until you realize that you are the one who fell the other was standing stable", the painful anecdotes still live in me without a farewell.
I tried to change those things and "sometimes the things we can't change; end up changing us" I ended up like this.
So many incidents are there, but I can't get over myself from an incident, which happened seven years ago, whenever I cross that coffee shop, I feel the same presence of a person, the person's presence I felt seven years ago, sometimes I want to get into that coffee shop to know who is that, but the courage in me is not enough.
Thinking about his presence builds so many queries in my mind, when I want to find my answer, the answer is in front of me, the coffee shop, however, his presence has become the focal point of my existence without me knowing it.
I can't deny that. I am eager to know the answers, so I have buried all my questions in myself, burying something into a scarlet heart doesn't mean that I am leaving it in the dark; it means I am planting my queries, one day they will deeply root themselves and they get their answers.
"There Is Only One Corner Of The Universe You Can Be Certain Of Improving And That's Your OWNSELF"
Does Sera will be able to find out who is that man?....
No one REMEMBER scarlet Heart Sera....