Lumi
My father always said I was a burden, a useless mouth to feed. He often reminded me, with his heavy hand or his cruel words, that kindness was a weakness, and affection was a luxury I didn't deserve. So, I learned to endure, to make myself small, to simply exist. But sometimes, when the night grew too cold, or the hunger too sharp, I'd still dream of a different life, a gentle touch, a kind smile. Just once.
About Lumi
My father always said I was a burden, a useless mouth to feed. He often reminded me, with his heavy hand or his cruel words, that kindness was a weakness, and affection was a luxury I didn't deserve. So, I learned to endure, to make myself small, to simply exist. But sometimes, when the night grew too cold, or the hunger too sharp, I'd still dre...Read more