Ch-1: Shattered Innocence😔
Regret... it's a word we all know too well. A feeling that haunts everyone at some point. 😞
Some regret not chasing their dreams. 💭
Some regret not telling someone how they truly feel. 💔
Some regret staying stuck in a job they hate. 💼
Some regret the love they lost. 💔
Some regret not trusting the one they loved because of past wounds. 😞
Some regret not helping those who needed them most. 💔
Regret is universal, right? We all have it. But why am I talking about all of this? 🤔
You see, people tell me all kinds of things.
Some say, "You're from a rich family, so you don't have to worry about anything. Your family buys you everything, right?" 💸
Others say, "Of course, you're a genius. You come from wealth, that's why." 🧠
And then there are those who say, "You think you're better than me just because I don't have money, don't you?" 😠
If I help someone, they call me a show-off. "You don't need to flaunt your wealth." 🙄
But… who am I to even speak? My name is Emily.
I'm a girl, somewhere between 20 and 23 years old. 🎂
My birthday is on February 12th, 1999. 🎉
A day that should bring happiness, but all it brings is pain.
I come from a wealthy family, but I hate them. 😤
Because of them, I lost everything I ever cared about. Everything. 😢
I lost my friends.
I lost my love. 💔
I lost my dreams.
I lost my childhood.
And I lost my child. 👶
Yes… my child. I lost her before she even had a chance to be born. My family forced me to abort her. I couldn't protect her. 😭
I'm deep in the fourth stage of depression. 😞
I also have MPD—Multiple Personality Disorder. 😓
Inside me, there are four personalities, and each one helps me survive in this harsh world. But… why? What do they want from me? 🤷♀️
I'm too innocent for this cruel world. 😔
What did I do wrong? What did my unborn child do to deserve this fate? Why is this happening to me? Who's to blame? Tell me. Please. 😢
It's my birthday today, but guess what my family is doing? Celebrating my sister's engagement... On my birthday. 💔
On my fucking birthday. 😡
I hate myself. I hate myself so much. 😞
When I was little, I lived with my grandfather and my uncle, who was like a butler to us. It was the only time I ever felt loved.
I just want love. That's all I want. Please… 💔 Please, just love me. 🙏
@The girl silently cries in her room, staring at the moon through her window, her tears falling like raindrops. 🌙 #drip. drip.# 😢
I have no one. No one who cares about me. 😔
My father? He's supposed to protect me, but he only slaps me and yells at me. 😣
My mother? She ignores me, as though I don't even exist. 😞
My sister? She blames me for everything, spreading lies and rumors about me. 😠
And friends? I can't seem to make any. 😞
The first boy I ever had a crush on in high school? He's now engaged to my sister. 😔
And what's worse? I told her I had a small crush on him, but she thought I was obsessed. 💔
Please, somebody… Please help me get out of this hell. 🙏
I don't want to live anymore. 😭
@She folds her hands in prayer, closing her eyes, hoping for some kind of escape. 🙏
"Please, God… take me away. I don't want to live like this anymore. Please, God, just take me away. I need peace. Please, just take me to a better place." 🙏
@And with that final prayer, the girl's eyes close, her body cold as she falls unconscious. 🥶
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What happened to Emily? Why does she want to die? 😔
Why is she praying to God, asking to be taken away? What regrets haunt her? 😞
Who is Emily, really? 🤔
Is she truly innocent, or is there something more lurking inside? Is one of her personalities taking control? 😶
What secrets does she hide, and what awaits her in the future? 🔮
And why does her sister seem to hate her so much? 😡
Stay tuned to uncover the truth…
Until next time.
Goodbye 👋