47. Asena
I don't remember leaving the house. One moment I am standing in the living room staring at my father, trying to understand how a man can smile while destroying his own daughter, and the next I am outside.
I am walking, breathing and existing… somehow.
The world around me moves normally but I barely notice what's going on around me.
Life continues but mine feels like it has stopped.
I walk down the sidewalk without direction, purpose and without even knowing where I am going.
My legs simply move.
My legs just keep moving then the tears start somewhere along the way.
At first, I don't notice them, then I realize my vision is blurry, my cheeks wet and my throat hurts.
Still,I keep walking because if I stop, I am afraid I will completely fall apart.
The city around me bec
