In the sea of strangers

She rummaged through the sea of crowds, searching high and low for that familiar face. At this point of time, her shirt was drenched, with drips of sweat making their way down the back of her neck then her spine. She didn’t even dare to call out his name. Why? You might ask. Obviously it’s because she don’t have the courage to. She just wanted to find him and look at him from the distance. To see if he is doing well, if he was coping with his new environment, if he was making friends and most importantly, if he was happy. The deeper she got into the sea of strangers the harder it got for her to breathe. To begin with, she was never good with the crowds. Just looking at a crowd from afar she gets nervous, she was pretty insecure about herself. The way people stared at her, was she being judged? Was she standing out too much? Is she walking properly? Is there something on her face? What is she not doing right? All those questions were a good enough reason to make her avoid the crowds every single time. But at this moment she was in it, squeezing and pushing her way through just to find that familiar face but to no avail. Each step she took deeper to the crowd her hope rising as quickly as it falls. Each step she took, she also realized how meaningless it might turn out to be. Each step she took, a little more of herself breaks away. She stopped. Standing in the middle of the high rise buildings, there’s no point in this anymore. In the end even if she found him, she wouldn’t be herself anymore. It will just be a clingy person that isn’t able to handle the truth and hinder other’s lives. She took a step back, and turned to the direction that she came from. In that moment that she decided to give up, it felt as though the load was lifted off her shoulders. With one realization, one decision, one action, the world seems so much clearer and comfortable to be in. The path out to the urban area was a much easier one. At the end of the path, she took a deep breath and exhaled. The air was clearer now. She turned to the direction of her home and started strolling, and before she know it, she finally found what she was looking for;

That familiar face.

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Hello midnight bunnies.

So maybe I had a direction when I started on this short story, but halfway through it just became like this. Well, I feel that sometimes it’s better to give up on things that you find really hard to compromise with your own personality. Cause even if you are able to obtain it in the end, you might not be the same person as you were before. And even though giving up might never be easy (like above and some previous stories) but sometimes giving up can help you find something similar or better than before, it’s just the matter of having the courage to do so.

Also I removed parallel universe, cause, I screwed up the whole plot and I deserve to be punished. Kidding. I just need some time and maybe someday I would complete it. Meantime, it doesn’t exist.

Anyway to all you bunnies out there, have a great day:3