Alone

" humph.... What a loving family .... no one remembered..... ".

     She took the phone and posted on her blog "happy birthday to me "

       All her college friends and so called family start sending their fake wishes and  sweet words that they don't even mean....Maby that was supposed  to satisfy her! she thought.... but it makes her feel the more sad and bitter.

"There are no trivial reasons for crying, and not all crying means sadness, you may suffer from stress and find yourself crying against your will for no occasion or a clear reason at the time, but you are just crying, sometimes crying to remember someone who suddenly left you or a fleeting coincidence that made you cry from the excessive long for someone who no longer  You can hug him or at least tell him that you miss him, you may cry from running after your simple dreams because you are tired of running and need to stop for a bit, or you cry from your strength and steadfastness because you want to collapse and you do not have the luxury to do so, cry of your strength in the quick overtaking, oblivion and forgetfulness as if you cannot stop at a certain point to regain your soul that has been consumed by transgression, crying from the responsibilities that besiege you everywhere, because you cannot hide from the world, or from excessive despair and loss of hope and passion ..

Even the most trivial reason is like crying when your cup of coffee is upended, it may be due to the accumulations that have exploded in your heart ... in one go." a random poste that shakes her emotions.

As soon as she finished reading it, she couldn't hold her tears back in a second her eyes were filled with tears  then she threw her phone on the bed and went to the boxes and presents sent by her parents and brother, she starts smashing every thing kicking them with her legs crying Hysterically and shouting like a made woman this wasn't like her usual self, she used to be calm and quiet.

     When the maids heard the noises, all of them went in hurry to check about their young miss it was the first time something like this happens.

" open the door miss are you Okey!!" the head of maids demand respectfully, and thier were no response

" flora it's must be you the one who makes our young miss angry" the maid  lilith whispered in a low voice that makes flora chakes frome fear, then she stared at the head maid trembling " I swear it's not me, she didn't even opened the door"

" all of you shut up" the haid maid glared at them.

      Yelin didn't even  hear the nocks on the door frome all the noise she made. Suddenly, everything quited down, and the voice of the head maid came to Yelin ears " little miss would please open the door"

      She glared at the door with a furious look, the rage in her heart did not fade away and it's demanding for a second round then she turned to the luxurious items decorating the room and "samash"  and another "smash" Vases, art paintings, cosmetics things worth millions were smash in blink of an eye, Yelin was broking every thing was on her sight and crying louder " why... Why.... Why am I not important to anyone"

     The hearts of the maids standing outside the door were broken for her, finally the butler arrived with lilith who was sent to bring him by the order of the haedmaid to brake the door.

      the elegant room turned to ashes in few minutes. When the door was opened every one was shocked it's as if an earthquake struck the entire room. A little thing was Sitting in the center, no one would believe that this girl made all this.

     After her storming tantrum, she fell on the floor from fatigue, her hair messed up, her hand was bleeding from the remains of the glass whil she continued her crying silently.

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