Ep 1

POV- Aarohi Rai.

I was 8 when my friends were writing anniversary and birthday cards for their parents. I was writing suicide note. My faith in luck has been shaking since then. My brother rat me out. Well I don't blame him though, any 16-year-old would freak out while finding this type of things. I blame my parents. Instead of taking me to doctor or talking nice with me, they guilt trapped me. Honestly that was the day I really started hating them. It was rough childhood. No good moments. Only dark phase is all I could remember.

I boarded the plane to Singapore. My brain foggy with all the emotions of past and excitement for future. Whole ride was quite because the chaos was inside my head. My brain just doesn't know when to shut up. Also, I'm an insomniac. Seeing people sleep makes me envy. New beginning is what I had in my mind when I got sponsored job. I never ran from working. In fact the more the work the better.

I landed. Just like a teenager, I started clicking pictures of everything I could see. I was the happiest. I cried and laughed. For once, I thought life will be livable now. Of course I bought things I was never allowed to, at my home. Mostly was cosmetics and Americano. It was my dream to buy coffee to go and walk out of airport with luggage in one hand and coffee in the other. I took taxi to already rented apartment. It was 3-story building in the west zone. It was small but it was mine. And my place holds very big meaning in my life. It was going to become a place I'd call home. A place where I was safe. A home where being alone wasn't lonely.

I still remember the moment I opened the door and smell of newly paint hugged me. As it was mostly furnished, I was able to set it all up in just one day. I still had 3 days before I was supposed to join my new job. I was on my own for the first time, and I wasn't scared. Furthermore, I had work to do, and dreams to chase. So, I go through all the nearby places and stores to be familiar with. I was happy.

My first day in this country played like movie in front of my eyes. Ambulance and police cars sirens were making it almost impossible to hear anyone's voice. 2 people picked up the stretcher I was laying in. Oxygen mask was kept on my face and I saw doctor in blur. He was shouting something I couldn't understand. And just when my eyes closed. I was finally dying. But why was I sad? I had been suicidal all my life and now when the time came, I didn't wanted it to end. For the first time I wanted to live and I was shot with 2 bullets. Indeed my luck. As always betraying me.

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