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through  the  chatroom  to  the  latest  messages,  which  were  refreshing
                It was a humid night.                                                                                                             messages, which are refreshing instantly as her friends speak over
                 It was a humid night.
                                                                                                                                                   instantly as her friends spoke over each other. As the notification sound
                 Surrounded by piles of paper and spread-eagled textbooks, her                                                                    each other. As the notification sound rings in her ears like a mantra,
                Surrounded by piles of paper and spread-eagled textbooks, her desk                                                                she waits quietly, for what she can’t quite fathom. They could see she
                                                                                                                                                   rang in her ears like a mantra, she waited quietly, for what she couldn’t
                 desk was a mess, as was her mind. There she was, alone and
                                                                                                                                                   quite fathom. They could  see she  was online, and  yet there was  no
                was a mess, as was her mind. There she was; alone and submitted                                                                   was online, her avatar clearly said so, and yet there was no greeting,
                 submitted to an endless abyss of work, while everyone else was in
                to an endless abyss of work, while everyone else was in the living                                                                no bringing her in, nothing.
                                                                                                                                                   greeting.
                 the living room, chortling at another of her brother’s dumb jokes.
                room, chortling at another of her brother’s dumb jokes. She could
                 She could hear his voice coming from the smart television, the
                                                                                                                                                   As if she wasn’t worth mentioning.
                hear his voice coming from the smart television, the static making                                                                As if she wasn’t worth mentioning.
                 static making him sound faraway, yet he was so much closer with
                him sound faraway, yet he was so much closer with everyone than                                                                   Ignoring the ongoing conversation, she scrolled to their past
                 everyone than she could ever be.
                                                                                                                                                   Ignoring the ongoing conversation, she scrolled through their past
                she could ever be.                                                                                                                messages, perhaps hoping to find some resemblance of the
                                                                                                                                                   messages, perhaps hoping to find some resemblance of the acceptance
                 Her grip on the pen tightened, like she was holding onto a plank                                                                 acceptance and support they once showed her. There must have been
                Her grip on the pen tightened, like she was holding onto a plank                                                                  something that tied her to them.
                                                                                                                                                   and support they once showed her. There must have been something
                 amidst a sea of thoughts, silently waiting for her to drown. No
                amidst a sea of thoughts, silently waiting for her to drown. No                                                                    that tied her to them.
                 longer could she recognize her writing, for it was all forceful,
                longer could she recognise her writing, for it was all forceful, furious                                                          “Are you sure you want to wear that? You’d look so much better in
                 furious scribbles on the verge of tearing through paper, like the
                scribbles on the verge of tearing through paper, like the venom that                                                              this.”
                                                                                                                                                   “Are you sure you want to wear that? You’d look so much better in this.”
                 venom that tore through her mind, unstoppable now it has begun.
                tore through her mind, unstoppable now that it has begun.
                                                                                                                                                   “You like that kind of stuff? It’s whatever, I guess.”
                 What does he have that she doesn’t? What did he do that she                                                                      “You like that kind of stuff? It’s whatever, I guess.”
                What does he have that she doesn’t? What did he do that she didn’t?
                 didn’t? Why was it always him, but not her? The family favourite,
                Why was it always him, but not her? The family favourite, the cool                                                                “You got to keep up with the times! Otherwise, you’d be left out.”
                                                                                                                                                   “You need to keep up with the times! Otherwise, you’d be left out.”
                 the cool kid in class, the best at everything. The better sibling.
                kid in class, the best at everything. The better sibling.
                                                                                                                                                   “We’re just looking out for you.”
                 It’s not fair.                                                                                                                   “We’re just looking out for you.”
                It’s not fair.
                                                                                                                                                   People say you can hear your friends’ voices by just reading their messages
                 It’s not fair!                                                                                                                   People say you can hear your friends’ voices by just reading their
                                                                                                                                                   when you have a close bond, but their voices felt like vice, twisted and
                It’s not fair!                                                                                                                    messages when you have a close bond, but their voices felt like vice,
                                                                                                                                                   strangling, like she was caught in a web. It frightened her.
                 A knock on the door startled her out of her daze, and the pen                                                                    twisted and strangling, like she was caught in a web. It frightened
                A knock on the door startled her out of her daze, and the pen                                                                     her.
                 slackened in her grip, trembling along with her hands. She
                slackened in her grip, trembling along with her hands. She turned                                                                  She looked away, shaking her head as if it could shake away the poisonous
                 turned to look, and saw her mother at the doorway. She groaned
                                                                                                                                                   feeling. Her breath was heavy, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in
                to look, and saw her mother at the doorway. She groaned internally                                                                She looked away, shaking her head as if it could shake away the
                 internally and turned away; she didn’t have time for this. Her
                and turned away; she didn’t have time for this. Her aching shoulders                                                              poisonous feeling. Her breath heavy, she caught a glimpse of her
                                                                                                                                                   the vanity. Her hair, her makeup, her clothes, all chosen and done by her
                 aching shoulders slumped back into their unhealthy posture,
                slumped back into their unhealthy posture, face pulled back into                                                                  reflection in the vanity. Her hair, her makeup, her clothes, all chosen
                                                                                                                                                   friends, now that she realises.
                 face pulled back into a wary frown as she picked up her pen once
                a wary frown as she picked up her pen once again, but before she                                                                  and done by her friends, now that she realises.
                 again, but before she could continue, something else entered her
                could continue, something else entered her view.                                                                                   At least they couldn’t change her favourite part of herself. She never told
                 view.
                                                                                                                                                   anyone, but she always admired her own eyes. Their shape, their colour,
                                                                                                                                                  At least they couldn’t change her favourite part of herself. She never
                                                                                                                                                   the way their edges crinkled when she smiled. They were just like her
                “Remember to drink enough water. Your brother asked me to remind                                                                  told anyone, but she always admired her own eyes. Their shape, their
                 “Remember to drink enough water. Your brother wanted me to
                                                                                                                                                   father’s.
                you to take care of yourself.”                                                                                                    colour, the way their edges crinkled when she smiled. They were just
                 remind you to take care of yourself.”
                                                                                                                                                  like her father’s.
                Perhaps it was the steam arising from the mug, or the chilly wind                                                                  Her phone lit up, along with one short ring. It wasn’t her friends.
                 Perhaps it was the steam arising from the mug, or the chilly wind
                breezing through the window. She wiped her eyes, and her vision                                                                   Her phone lights up, along with one short ring. It wasn’t her friends.
                 breezing through the window. She wiped her eyes, and her vision
                became clearer.                                                                                                                    “Do you want to go for a night-time ride? Just some father-daughter
                 became clearer.
                                                                                                                                                   bonding time.”
                                                                                                                                                  “Want to go for a night-time ride? Just some father-daughter
                “Okay.”                                                                                                                           bonding time.”
                 “Okay.”
                                                                                                                                                   She pulled the shutters up, unable to help herself when a little smile
                - -                                                                                                                               She pulls the shutters up, unable to help herself when a little smile
                                                                                                                                                   tugged at her face when she saw him waving at her, his car started and
                 Moonlight shines through the shutters of her window,                                                                             tugs at her face when she sees him waving at her, his car started and
                                                                                                                                                   was ready to go.
                Moonlight shines through the shutters of her window, illuminating her                                                             ready to go.
                 illuminating her phone screen in varying stripes. Her thumb
                phone screen in varying stripes. Her thumb scrolls absentmindedly
                 scrolls absentmindedly through the chatroom to the latest
                                                                                                                                                   “Okay.”
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