Sypnosis
Kairi High
Everyone has their own story to tell and some decides to keep it to themselves. A book that reached its end is forced to re-open as the tale of youth resurface. The story of yesterday - told with a smile and longing eyes.
What is there to be said?
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Someone's Point of View
Everyone feels lost at some point in time, for us we were like students stuck under a moon that shines no light. As we try to find hope, we choose to follow the sound of the water as it touches our feet and hug of the breeze as we shiver in fear of where we are. Slowly we lose our hope and the water little by little start to drown us. Our goal starts to differ as other continue to find light some just wish to be back at the surface but then you came. Like a light house in the middle of the sea your light sparkled and at that moment, the feeling of the air started to change.
As our story continue, you shone differently than a mere light house, you became the sun that illuminates it's light to this dark moon. And as your light continue to shine within the moon, brightness soon came to us. Your illuminated light became our guide back to the surface.
Now it's no longer a pitch black place with only the breeze to give you comfort. Infront of us is no longer a lightless moon but a glowing sky with a moonlight reflecting in the shimmering ocean. But not only did you gave us light in the dark, you reminded us that after a long night comes the morning. Slowly as the place becomes bright we also start to realize that just like the sun that illuminates light to the moon we've never seen you as someone the same as us. Just like the sun in the morning, we are not capable to even look at you or reach you but your memory remain within us just like how ray of the sun always reaches us.
That is why as another night comes around, your embedded light in this moon is not the only thing that light this place. Now along with you are the stars carrying the sparkling memories as we light the night with hopes of finally meeting you once again and look at the view of the ocean from below.
We are now visible in the same sky, sees the same earth but shine in different time. We are both star but we can only shine with the legacy you left and even then the moon remains the brightest at night.
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Someone’s Point of View
Given the choice and opportunity of freedom, why choose to shackle your self in those heavy chain?
You've managed to ran away, why crawl back in this hell of a place mimicking a home?
You use to tell me a tale, a tale of a kingdom far away from here. A place different than where we are. A home, a real home not one that makes you dress up and force you to put on a mask. A solace where you can be selfish and be yourself and as I listen to you tell those adventures my eyes glistened with hope, - 'ahh there is a place where freedom exist' but just like every tale, the story soon comes to an end. My hope slowly shattered as you closed the pages and burned the book into ashes.
Why did you stop? Why did it end? Why?
I regretted asking because now the kingdom that became your peace became the reason for the chain forever intact in you. The place I thought was different gave you a much more unbearable pain. The home I once envy and longed for is now a place I hated even more and yet it remain your solace.
I couldn't understand. My why's slowly became what...what made you trade the freedom you've longed for to a kingdom that already died? and I wanted to find out.
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Someone’s Point of View
I didn't like the sun but you said I had to play outside once in a while. I didn't like the light when I sleep at night but you said It was too dark and the monster might show up.
You were like moths attracted to the light while I was like a firefly that shone brighter in the dark. I kept on telling you but you keep on forcing me to find light. And just like a firefly with a little life I got tired and just gave up saying...
I am not you
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Someone’s Point of View
I am a genius... my physic is above average... kind... understanding... a good leader and PERFECT. That is who I am in the eyes of others but the truth is I am no more than a fraud.
I am not a genius I simply know when to act. I am not a naturally good looking, I think a hundred times on how I will present myself. I definitely am far from being kind, if only you knew what goes in my mind. Understand? please I am just tired of the repeated stupidity. I am not a good leader, they just trust me so much. I never said I am perfect that is what you forced your mind to think of me.
In reality I am nothing. If you look closely you'll see there's no proof of any of those things but that doesn't mean I don't want to be one.
I strived to be that person the person they spoke highly of. I thought maybe of I can be even just a bit like that people will see me for me, admire me for me just like how highly they think of that person. But I made the same mistake that they did even after seeing it on my own. I guess I am stupid after all, I should have known why everything ended that way.
It is lonely at the top isn't it?
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Someone’s Point of View
I've always been interested in the tales of the past but one intrigued me so much. A story filled with love, friendship and joy. I never had such of a bond so naturally I got curios. But maybe they were right, curiosity might have killed the cat. I seem to have step on a land mine.
Something doesn't feel right, if it was like this then how did things become the way they are. They achieved their goal, they succeed and everything was deemed heroic so how come?
How come so much regret filled your heart, such longing is stuck in your eyes and tremble of anger stays in your lips.
Will it happen again...
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This is the story of Kairi High, the tale of the youth, of the past and the present.
