aunt’s call

The last time I received one was during a national report of my neighbor’s death. The aunt who lived 12 hours away informed me of the incident.

This time, the series of rape-slay and stabbing cases caused the phone call. The aunt was just checking if I’m still alive since I always forget to call home. There’s no way I’ll escape from feeling guilty. Why do I always forget? It’s not like I don’t have time. I guess I just don’t have any good news to share. Perhaps, it’s just nor my nature. I need to change that.

Then again, I’ve also said that before.

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