running

Elsa was tired from her life, after killing her ex, and her brain got numb, which is a defence mechanism of the brain, when life gets hard, it makes us depressed and anxious and many thoughts attack our brain at once, well it seems like same as fever when outside bacteria got hard to handle body got weak but once we recover from trauma, our personality develops, but if the body fails to fight then we die, it's same as fever.

if Elsa stops fighting now, she can not have a bright future ahead of her.

she keeps staring at the lake she wants to end everything, nobody gives a dam about her, and everyone ignores her.

It seems like humanity has gone long ago from this earth, a couple was watching her, and the girl said her boyfriend to talk to her so she might run away from the hospital.

her boyfriend didn't want to get into any trouble he forcefully take her away from Elsa.

her head was spinning, and a thousand voices and memory are haunting her, in this world, no one can manipulate like our mind.

the mind has a defence mechanism, when life gets hard, it manipulates us to end our lives for good, mind is the one who knows us very well, once we lost hold of ourselves, it shows and speaks those scary memories in our mind, because of such strong imaginations made by our mind work as a poison to us.

Elsa was completely lost in her depression, he heard someone fall on the road, and she saw a man who is the same age as her, fall on the road from his wheelchair, he was struggling to stand up, and no one was helping him.

Elsa forget all about her depression, she helped her, he has the name of the famous painter Frida Kahlo, else know about him, he was top 3 painters in the art industry, no one hasn't seen his face, Elsa thought it was just a coincident, Elsa like his art piece because it's a show so much and suffering of human, that surprises her, how can anyone show human emotion in just piece of paper.

Frida:- thanks for helping me.

Elsa:- your sketchbook tells me you have the name of a famous artist.

Frida:- and your eyes tell you to have cried a lot, you should come with me, you need to wash your face.

Elsa go with him, she look at his house she thought what kind of store it this, but when she entered, it looked like a royal, this house was so much bigger because it was so many feet in the ground. that new experience was enough to get over pain and suffering.

Elsa:- why you have so many letters and why you have made your house like this, it's not less than magic.

his big house was filled with so many letters it was a mountain of letters.

Frida:- it's just nothing, those all are from fans, I never read them.

Elsa feels charisma in his word, something about him is strange, he feels he is above other humans, there is depth in his soul, and he seems like a philosophical person, who is detached from a materialistic world.

Elsa:- well there are so many you could not possibly read them all.

Frida:- can I ask why you have worn this dirty patient costume or are you somehow ill?

Elsa:- I am an actor, I am just trying to get into my character.

Frida:- well I don't watch tv, so I don't know what is happening in this world, I am more interested in the world of art.

Elsa was relieved to hear that, now she can hide her identity and doesn't have to worry about anything.

Elsa:- I want to know an artist like you, what inspired you to paint how can you portray human emotion so perfectly in your art.

Frida:- you look very curious, I can see in your eyes you are running from your reality, my story can help you with that.

At first, I don't know I have such a talent in my, but I like to paint, I am not a social kind of boy at that time, I like to be alone, when I was drawing a flower, a girl was running around the field.

she crashes into me, she looks so cheerful, and she opens up my world.

me:- what is your problem?

Anya:- geez I don't think someone would be here, it is my favourite area I am the goddess of her, obey my subject.

me:- shut up with your nonsense.

Anya:- bhal bhal that you are such a short temper, it's not a way to talk with a girl like me.

me:- srew you, I always hate extroverts like you, you all are freaks.

well, I was bullied all the time by others, I stupidly take out my anger on her, I thought she would hate me for shouting at her.

Anya:- well I can see the black aura of despair I can tell your struggling to stay happy, are you?

she was right she look right through me, I come from a rich family, because of my father's business and socializing is quite normal for business, my parents always compare me with my brother, he was a perfect son, I wish just to die, my brother supports me but I think he just looks down on me.

I tell everything to Anya she listens to me, I never being so open to anyone, and she suggested I show my painting to her father, who was a painting seller and auctioneer, without telling my parents I get so much rich own my own, I was so fed up with my parents so I show bravery and run away with anya, at the age of 19 and she was 21, when I was 22, she passes away because of cancer, I spend money like water but nothing worked, when she died I lost my ability to socialise and I neverr like to meet with other people, ever since then.