Where Am I? I think I am unlucky

I think I am unlucky

The night sky erupted with bursts of lightning and the resounding boom of thunder, as if a storm had been unleashed and the heavens wept with a relentless rainfall.

The rainy weather appears both enchanting and ominous.

I reveled in the peace and quiet of my empty house, finding solace and expression through the act of writing in my diary.

I started to write my diary.

Amara /FL

*Today, on the special occasion of my beloved friend Mia's birthday, my heart swells with happiness as I witness the sheer joy on her face. As a token of my affection and admiration, I presented her with a meticulously crafted portrait drawing of herself, hand-drawn by my own hands. The moment she received the gift, her eyes lit up with delight, and her genuine happiness became a priceless sight to behold. It warms my heart to know that my gift has touched her deeply and brought a smile to her face on this memorable day*

After recording my thoughts in the diary, I made my way to bed, to sleep.

I was deep in thought about my life's path.

Amara /FL

*Mia has been my closest companion since childhood, and her unwavering love and support have been a constant source of strength for me. Not only does she care deeply for me, but her parents have also embraced me with their love and support. In their presence, I am reminded of the absence of my own family, as I am an orphan. However, I am grateful to have found such a caring and compassionate friend like Mia, whose love and support have filled that void in my life*

Amara /FL

*Deep inside, I still yearn for the presence of a mother, a father, and a romantic partner. I long for the feeling of belonging and connection that comes with having a family. It's a different kind of love and companionship that I deeply desire - a nurturing love, a father's guidance, and the romantic love of a partner. These longings are a natural part of being human, and it's challenging for me to ignore the strong emotions they evoke*

In the midst of overwhelming emotions, a tear delicately trails down my cheek , silently conveying the weight of my feelings.