When I was young, I thought being expressive is a natural thing. That we should say what we feel about things. Not until I became an adult. I started to hide things from anyone. I felt like it's not important to say something especially if it's quite nothing to anyone. I stopped being honest with my feelings since the day I got rejected many times. My parents, friends and even the person I liked before. My mom and dad are both busy working. They don't have enough time for me. I wanted to tell them so bad about my friends who are badmouthing me. I wanted to tell them about my first heartbreak. But, I didn't had a chance to say all of those. We had our vacation since both of my parents took a break from work. My mom asked me why I'm quite the whole time. I said, it's nothing. I walked along the seashore, feeling the wind blowing my hair. I stayed there until sunset. Then, someone was calling my name. I felt my heart skipped from beating. My tears were flowing like it won't stop. I thought being rejected by my first love was the biggest heartbreak I ever had but, I was wrong. I felt sorry for not telling my mom about everything when she asked me. I felt sorry for not being real with what I'm feeling. I regret not telling them how much I love both of them. They both died in a car accident on their way back to the vacation house. I felt sorry for the words unsaid.
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