Haru AI Voice Generator by Fish Audio

Morning, uncertain. Children, waiting, distant. Home empty, silence. Perhaps tomorrow, family gathering. Time passes, memories, fading. Steps, echoing, alone. Kitchen, cold, waiting.

Like, thinking about today what to do. Maybe I should. But then again no no. The way things are going I don't really. Sometimes just wondering if. Should I? The feelings keep. Never mind that now.

Sometimes I wonder if memories are like autumn leaves, scattered across the paths we've walked. Each step brings a different shade of remembering, yet the wind keeps shifting them around. Perhaps clarity isn't about gathering all the leaves, but understanding why they fell.

As I watch the leaves dance in the autumn breeze, I feel the world breathing with me, and though the summer has faded, there is beauty in this letting go, and my heart knows that even in endings there is grace, and in change there is wonder.

When I was 14, I collapsed during track practice. The school called my mom three times before she answered. She told them she was getting her nails done and couldn't leave. I ended up taking an ambulance alone to Memorial Hospital.

Sweetie, I just had to tell you how special yesterday was! My heart literally melts every time I think about our conversation. You always know exactly what to say to make me smile. Thank you for being such an amazing friend.

I trace my fingers across the keyboard, each letter a substitute for the words I wish I could say in person. The screen glows with your messages, but it's a pale imitation of your smile. Distance makes poets of us all, doesn't it?

Sometimes I wonder how many battles I've fought in silence, how many tears I've wiped away alone. But here I am, still standing, still breathing, still hoping. And maybe that's what strength really is - just keeping going, even when no one sees your struggle.