It hurts when you go through something that kills you inside but you've to act like it doesn't affect you at all...

"It's said that there's no fate between humans and supernatural.....I've heard it many times. That was why I never expressed my feelings. I was afraid what would become to both of us...you're right, I was a fool to fall for you." 

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The Cursed Human

When it rained, the world usually softened around the edges; streets and sidewalks became a liquid mirror onto which lights and colours bleed. When it rained, everything became beautiful for a while. But that was not what troubled her.

She loved the rain. She loved the way it softened the outlines of things. How the world became softly blurred and it felt like she would melt right into it.

But not anymore. Nothing was same about the droplets those were hitting the ground. She could hear loud and clear, thundering of storms and falling of rain drops on soft grass. But, nothing was beautiful. Everything was dark and cold just like the room she was trapped in.

She was wide awake for past few hours. Her mind was doing flip-flops. She was scared of those bright red eyes and it was a bad thing that she could still imagine them staring right back at her whenever she looked at that couch. The room was dark and cold but not that much cold like earlier.

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