Chapter 1: Before The Storm
If you have ever loved someone you should not keep, then you already know this story. Maybe you will find a part of yourself in this story. Maybe you will hate me for the choices I made. BUT THIS IS THE TRUTH...every person i loved left a mark on me - and every person I lost left a scar.
My name is NOOR, and this is were it all began. I was born in the city that felt like mine from the first breath- the streets, the festival, the welcoming environment, the small local cafes, the mountains, and the people all stitched themselves into my heart. The city was alive, warm, and welcoming, almost like a friend who always knew how to hold me. But while the world outside my door, felt more like my home, the world inside those doors didn't.
My family was supposed to be my safe space, yet slowly, it turned into a cage. Love lived there- yes, but so did anger, silence, weird actions, and the words too, honestly very sharp to be forgotten. The air in our house usually felt heavy, like each and everyone of them were carrying heavy secrets they were too afraid to speak about.
Somedays, it was breathable; other days it felt like drowning in a place where no one could notice me or my actions. And maybe that's when it all started...
