I eat. I sleep. I go to school. I go home.
Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months. I've already lost count how long it had been since I last heard her voice.
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Gone.
She's gone.
No one remembered her. No one knew her. It was as if she never existed in the first place.
Except for me.
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Still, I could feel the image of her in my mind slowly fading away. I was scared that one day, I, too, would forget her.
That was why...
Everyday I dialed her number at least once.
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I was hoping that this was all a bad dream, a nightmare of sorts. I was hoping that she would answer the call and ask me why I was disturbing her with that sweet voice.
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But reality is cruel. The world is harsh. Like a slap in the face, the system generated voice recording repeated again and again.
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Slowly, I was walking the steps to insanity.
Dad came home and brought me to a psychologist. Nothing was wrong.
After a week-long break, he left again for work. This had always been the case. But this time, when he leaves, I'll be left all alone again.
Alone. I had always been alone in the orphanage. Until he came with that little girl hiding behind his legs.
She exists... I know she does. So once again I repeated the movements of my thumb, pressing on the buttons of my phone. This had already been engraved in my hand. Sometimes I would unconsciously press those buttons on the remote control while blankly staring at the TV.
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I woke up.
Was it really just a nightmare?
Class already ended. That's right. We had a graduation ceremony a week ago. It was already summer.
There on top of my desk was a framed picture of my graduation photo. A fake smile. Empty eyes. A nightmare hidden behind that mask.
Once again I dialed.
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And dialed.
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Dialed.
The number you dialed is currently not in service. Please check the number and try again.
Dialed.
The number you dialed is... Sheesh. Alright! You're so persistent!
Huh? What just happened?
I stared at my phone blankly. Did my brain finally fry? An auditory hallucination? But that voice was male. The system generated voice was female...
RING RING
My phone rang. There was no number displayed on my phone. It was just ringing.
I answered it.
Suddenly, the world I know disappeared.
In its place was a monochrome world.
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