SECRET 11

The Wind is howling while the birds are tweeting. The sound of the cars from my neighbors and the sound of an argument from them too.

That is what I am hearing every day when I am waking up.

But still, I felt the peace within the argument from my neighbors. I mean, come on, this is a neighborhood, or a town. This is normal. And I felt nostalgia actually for some kind of reason.

I remember when I was a kid, when we're still a complete family. The arguments are not from my neighbors, but it comes from inside of our house. Yah, mom and dad are always fighting that time, I was 5 at that moment.

We lived in California before, the same town where my uncles who is supporting me, lives. But now, I am here, alone, living my shitty life inside a town in Sydney.

A life I wanted but don't at the same time.……