Today is my birthday. I woke up with a quiet excitement fluttering in my chest, the kind that comes with the hope of something special. I picked up my phone, expecting to see notifications of birthday wishes, messages filled with love and excitement.
But the screen was blank.
I frowned, refreshing the page, waiting for the usual flood of “Happy Birthday!” texts and cheerful emojis. Nothing. I checked again. Still nothing. Maybe everyone was just busy. I tried not to let it bother me and went downstairs, hoping my family would be waiting with a smile, maybe even a small surprise.
The house was quiet. Mom was busy with her work, dad had already left for a meeting, and my siblings were lost in their world of homework and TV shows. No one even looked up when I entered the room. I waited for a moment, hoping for someone to say something. But the minutes ticked by, and the silence felt louder.