short sad story
Once upon a time in the
small town far away from hustle bustle of the megapolitan city, there lived a
boy that his name had never been remembered, merely came across to be
pronounced. Even the loneliest corner of the quietest place was incomparable to
what lies beneath his chest. Some said that he was once had the sparking eyes
staring only and for a beautiful princess that famously known for being nice to
everyone, he did nothing but being near around the princess. Until one day the princess
finally met the prince, they looked perfect and meant to be together forever.
“The prince looked so
different compared to me” said the boy in front of the mirror.
He soon realized that all
of those smiles and laughter that the princess had was always the same, but the
way she smiled and laughed whenever she was with the prince was somewhat
different. The boy was okay by being there ready to offered a hand when the
princess in needs, until he came to new conclusion, he wanted to be seen the
same way the princess looked at the prince. He felt the pain he was not
familiar with, suddenly growing and getting more painful each day, it came from
the heart. Then, one night, the boy took the knives, the sharpest one he had in
kitchen. The boy pointed it to the chest, slowly stabbed the area where he felt
that unwanted pain, ribbed it off till a palm size hole was visible, he reached
in then took it out.
“I finally don’t feel the
pain. I don’t feel anything” the boy squeezed his own heart.
Since that moment on, the
boy was unable to showed emotion. Yes, he was successfully to get rid of the
pain that tortured him. But lost the ability to basically felt anything. He did
not know how to fell in love again. The boy turned to be a human without soul,
a shell filled by emptiness. The boy had the same facial expression when everybody
around him happily celebrating joyful party. He also displayed that similar flat responds
when people around him mourned in the funeral.
“I wanted to smile or cry
but I forgot where I put my heart.” said the boy in every occasion.
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