Feeling lonely with the help of chilling wind from late at night. Grasping my both shoulders with the two hands, watching the big beautiful moon. The quiet surroundings help me to be sad which is what I love. Part of it is likely to pierce my heart with nails, left my heart bleed, and yet I want to feel it again and again.
"Are you sad as well?"
A teardrop from the eyes with a forced smile looking to the moon above.
"I know you will not, you can observe all of us who are in the ground."
A gust of wind suddenly made me feel cold. From that wind could tell there's rain coming. I went inside immediately, slowly raindrops fell to the rooftop one by one. It provides so much noise, all I can hear is the sound of rain that makes the night lonelier.
"How long will I stay like this?" asked myself with pitied words.
"Oh, it's morning already."
I don't remember how I fell asleep last night. I just heard the loud noise from the vehicles that woke me up. Immediately, I went outside just to roam around.
The sun passed so fast, not like a bullet train but I didn't notice that the surroundings turned darker. Again, another night to spend outside to caress the beauty of the moon above.
This became my daily activity even though I don't remember how I became immortal. I keep on looking above hoping that time will come to ascend to heaven. It is just getting lonelier each day seeing myself stays the same while others get old. It hurts so much seeing my loved ones die in front of me. I want to join them but the curse from my ancestors passed to me because I was the youngest.
At first, I thought it was fun to live more than hundreds of years living in this world. But the happenings that happened, again and again, kill me with so much pain. Although, not physically which is what I hope for. Still, it's impossible because I need to live in this world for centuries.
I have no choice but to keep on talking to the moon every night.
END...
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mrnightmare
