No One Came for Me
I turned twenty-one today. And no one remembered.
I don’t have the strength anymore. I’m tired… but not just physically. It’s a kind of exhaustion that settles deep inside my soula weight I’ve been carrying for as long as I can remember. The loneliness of life, the silence, the absence of expectations… they all press down on my shoulders. I can’t take it anymore.
Today is my birthday. I just turned twenty-one. But there are no celebrations, no candles, no laughter… I’m alone again.
I’ve been searching for my family for as long as I can rememberthe ones who abandoned me when I was just a baby. Every time, I let myself hope. And every time, I end up disappointed all over again.
My eyes burn with unshed tears, and my heart feels shattered. Another birthday has passed… quiet and miserable.
I never had a father who took me to school, and I never had a mother who kissed my scraped knees and told me everything would be okay. I grew up alone.
Every time I fell, I had to pick myself back up. I had no choice but to be strong. I used to envy the children who had parents. Some nights, I would dream of holding their hands, running together across endless green fields. And then I would wake up.
In that moment when I realized it wasn’t real... the emptiness inside me would turn into anger. Maybe that’s why I’m so harsh. Maybe that’s why I can’t seem to get along with anyone.
I was never good at making friends. I felt closer to animals than to people. I would go into the forest just to watch wild horses. I fed stray cats and dogs, talked to them, and shared my thoughts with them. They never judged me.
But there was always one question that kept gnawing at me.
Why me?
Why couldn’t I be happy like everyone else?
Just when I thought I had completely run out of hope, my phone vibrated. A message appeared on the screen.
“We know your family. They live at this location.”
I froze. My heart started racing as I read the message again and again.
Was this some kind of joke? Could it be real?
The family I had been searching for all these years… had they finally been found?
No… that couldn’t be.
But… why not?
Maybe just maybe... it was finally my turn to be happy.
The darkness that had wrapped itself around my soul suddenly began to fade. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. My eyes filled with tears as I lifted my arms toward the sky.
“I found you…”
My breath hitched.
For the first time in years, hope took over.
But deep down…
something didn’t feel right..
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