Chapter 157: It could break them

Sumire does not know when she stopped breathing. But she noticed when it started to get better. No she found a method to deal with the emptiness. Whenever she read books she felt calmer. Ah, so there are other people who feel this way too.

'I am not the only weird one. If others feel like this too, does that make me normal?

Back then people often told me to behave normally. But I did not understand that. What did they mean by normal? I am alive aren't I?'

Sometimes Sumire felt like a dead person walking. She could no longer breathe and her emotions slowly became numb. She could cry and shout for hours but nobody would care, nobody would come to her. Who else would come to her? She is already all alone. The people who cared all left because they got tired.

Maybe its time to go? Maybe it is time to end this all. To the very end there was nothing she could do, she will die as a useless, and wretched person. Did death frighten her?