Heal Me Beneath Your Warmth

A person's birthday should be the best day of their life, right? It should be the day the happiest and joyous day of their life, but the same can't be said for me.

Today is the worst day of my existence. It's a day I wish will be blotted from existence. It's the day everything changed in my life.

Had I not been given birth on that day, I highly doubt I would have met this dark, bleak world. It wouldn't have being so for me.

Today makes it my eighteenth year being in this world. Eighteen years of constant loneliness and sadness.

Year spent alone and in pain. Years spent daily dying alone Inside with no one being aware of the pains I am passing through.

Posting one of the sad poems I wrote, I chose a good meme to go with it. This is my ritual every year; post memes and poems I wrote myself, and I'll call it a day.

Through with my sad day * that's what I coined my birthday as* ritual, I decide to check on my messages.

Birthday messages that's either from the bank or from my readers.

Aside from them, no one else bothers about my day. No one cares for the sad introverted girl who always have her head stuck in a mystical world.

The moment I logged into my Wattpad account, I saw more than one thousand messages from my readers.

Just like I expected. My readers never fail to send birthday wishes to me, despite my constant pleading for them to stop sending the messages.

Reading through the messages made me smile a bit despite my sadness.

Thatgirlyboy: Happy birthday, my favourite author in the entire world! Break bottles, stuff your face with cakes and ice cream.

Lilaisaboy: I got your sad vibes, but wishing you'll one day gift us with a picture of yours. We're dying to see who our author is.

Reality_ sucks: Hi author *waves* Send your address, let's go out!

Miss_ Coco: I only wish you can tell me your location

Thatbeautifulbae: The day you were born, a day the stars sparkled the brightest. A day smiles graced the face of your loved ones. A day worth celebrating with the loves of your life.

Have a blissful day, we love you so much. Best author.

Reading through this particular message brings tears to my eyes. If only her words are true. Eighteen years ago, to my family is the worst day of their life.

A life was given, and another taken. It was more like a trade by barter thing. The only difference being how unwanted the trade is.

Had I lost my life then, things would have being Better. I wouldn't have had any reason being here. I would have long gone back to my creator.

Wiping the tears from my face, I decide to go offline, but a particular message caught my eyes.

Not only was the message sent privately, but it has so much hate in them.

Invincible_ Scar: You know who disgust me most in this entire world?

People like you.