Yuki looked up at the dark sky without stars.
She felt tired.
Tired to keep running.
Tired to keep hiding.
Tired of not being able to feel the sweetness of adolescence.
Tired of living without the love of both parents.
Yuki looked down, she was a few meters above the ground, where humans walk, where vehicles pass by. The road seemed never empty of the hustle and bustle of people. While Yuki here felt lonely alone.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt sad, because, for her Mommy, her assets were more valuable than Yuki. Her mommy loved herself more, while other mothers were willing to sacrifice anything for their children. They were even willing to endure hunger so that their children did not starve, they were willing to get caught in the rain as long as their children didn’t get w
