Part 13 Our Beginning
Nothing.
That is how my story began.
Absolutely nothing.
You may think it's strange.
You may need clarification.
Or maybe you just don't believe it.
If that's the case, then rest assured.
I would hardly blame you.
My story is the kind that includes many others as well.
In fact, this story is not only about me.
Three little ones also happened to be a part of my incredible journey of self-discovery.
And how can I possibly forget the friends that they-
Wait-
Friends...
Huh, it really has been a long time since that day occurred.
All I remember was feeling broken and lost.
But most of all, I was lonely.
So lonely.
I think...I might have forgotten my own friends at some point in time.
Did I ever have them in the first place?
Damn, I don't know.
Hopefully, I did.
Because if I didn't, then how did I end up reuniting with-
Them-
My family...
What was my family like?
Were they poor?
Were they rich?
Were they happy?
Were they sad?
Was it huge?
Was it little?
Was life good for us?
Or was it just as bad as my own?
I don't know what to think anymore.
All I know is that I woke up in an unknown place, feeling nothing.
Except for pain.
Both inside and outside.
Was I abused by someone?
Was I abandoned?
Left behind to care for me alone?
Or did they lose me?
Who were they again?
Were they good to me?
Or were they just as evil as everybody else?
I don't know.
Maybe that's why I feel nothing.
Nobody understands me.
Not entirely.
I guess it is because nobody has truly ever suffered the way I did.
Oh yes, I remember exactly what it was like to be lost and on my own.
Now...
What do I do?
When will I finally be happy living my life?
Here is where my story begins.
Mother...
Mama...
Mummy...
Oh, hello little ones.
What is it?
Is there something wrong?
Mummy, you did it again.
For the hundredth time or so.
You forgot about the rest of us.
Did I really?
Mhm...
I apologize, my darlings.
No problem, mummy.
What she said, and besides...
This is our story after all.
Indeed it is, dear children.