I splash some cold water on my face and look to myself in the mirror. My skin was pale, my eyes looked tired and... lifeless. That wasn't me and I can't sleep because I remember my deceased parents. heard their screaming... screaming for help and my name. They're drowned to death because of me and I can't manage to save them. Everything's my fault. I'm supposed to be dead as well.
The tears cascaded down my eyes as I still stare at my reflection.
"Freak pathetic," I whispered, grabbing the edge of the sink tight, my knuckles turning white until the frost spreading over the sink, but I just ignored it this time. I feel angry with myself and I couldn't think straight, so I punched the mirror until it was broken into many pieces.
I took a deep breath before washing my bleeding knuckl
