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Daisy looks at her phone clock. 23:15 45 minutes before she turns 24. Another year with struggles, pains and drama. She laid on the bed, staring at her room ceiling. Cold tears rolled down her cheeks without a reason. Tonight is the night she hates the most. She'll be one year older. In that 45 minutes, she recall what she did for 23 years. Did I achieve anything? Did I make my parents proud? Did I make myself proud? Will I be happy this year? Will I make my parents proud this year? Will I get a permanent job this year? She wanted to switch off her brain from thinking and asking questions. At this moment, she feels suffocated. Too many thoughts in her head. 00:00 , she received birthday wishes from her friends and family. She read and replied the wishes with; Thank you....... She locked her phone and slide it under the pillow and wipe her tears with the back of her hand. She didn't know what to feel. Everything was empty and cold on her 24th birthday. She wan...