Dear, George.

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March 20, 2021

"Hey you! come help me with the luggage."

"What? Do you really think I could lift something that heavy?."

The people down on the road continued to argue, eventually coming to finish the commotion.

George woke up due to the people outside of his house causing a ruckus. As he opens both of his eyes, a flash of rays directly hits his face. He groans as he repositions himself and taps at his phone to determine what time is it.

"Oh, it's still 7am in the morning." he said as he laid on his back facing the roof while holding the phone.

"Again with that 'dream' huh, I missed you mom and dad." a bittersweet smile formed on George's face.

George moved from England to Florida because of family matters, and he also wanted to be independent. Not wanting to trouble anyone else with his problems.

18 years has passed and George is now 23 years old.

He got up and walked at the mirror unconsciously and stared at his figure for minutes, realizing that he had grown tall.

"Hmm if I do say so myself, I look quite handsome."he then found himself hysterically laughing.

George went downstairs and ate pancakes for breakfast, finished his laundry, and also took a shower. He then was sitting, looking at his phone, scrolling through his facebook newsfeed. Until time has passed.

He looked at the time on his phone "Shoot, it's already past 12pm, how long have I been on the phone?." george sighed in confusion.

He instantly cooked for lunch, George tried new recipes and watched youtube for tutorials. Surprisingly it went better than expected, he took a bite and his mouth watered.

"Oh my God, I never knew I was a cook." he says as he proceed to consume anything that was on his plate.

After eating like a person who haven't eaten delicious food for years, George belched. He then washed the dishes and fed his cat Luca.

He went to his bedroom and watched television to let time pass, he then wonders what was missing. George began to look at his surroundings and spots that he lacks lighting.

He locked his eyes unto the phone and estimated as to what time will he go out to purchase lighting.

"3pm it is." 

George spent the time left through watching a movie on Netflix.

Time passed fairly quick and remembered that he needed to buy a lamp.

He quickly grabbed his keys and locked the house, entering the car and starting the engine. Off to somewhere to buy a lamp to put right by his bedside.

All of the people outside were filled with warm smiles, making George sigh in relief as he thought the outside world would scare him as much as his imagination tells him.

George has been alone since he was 17 years old, leaving behind his mother to the hands of his relatives. To not cause trouble for them was George's top priority. Right now George is 23 years old.

Later on, George has arrived at the parking lot and parked his car near the entrance of the mall so that it would save him time rather than walking a couple of minutes.

As he entered, he was greeted by the cold breeze of the mall. George went to find a lamp that would match his bedroom decoration at once.

"Black night lamp where is it?." he squinted his eyes at the signs on each of the lane.