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[3am]
The boy layed on his bed, deciding whether to sleep or not. Time was already running, and he wanted to meet her.
Sighing, he sat up on the bed and stared at the clock. It showed 3am, three hours until it's morning.
He wants to meet her, but afraid that she will not appear again.
There's no harm in giving it a try, right?
He layed back on his bed and closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep. But, today was different.
He wasn't getting any sleep.
He just wants to meet her, but looks like god was cruel. Groaning, he kept turning his position.
It wasn't any help.
“Oh, for fucks sake. I just want to sleep”. He cursed. It's the tenth time he was trying to fall asleep, but it wasn't of any help.
Suddenly, a thought came in his mind. His sleeping pills, he remember taking them in the past when his younger self couldn't sleep due to depression.
Crying by his own under his pillow, every night. Those pills helped him to fall asleep.
Depressed due to pressure, he almost sacrificed his dream just to make his parents happy but when he grew up, reality hit him and now he is walking in his own path.
He was just 13 at that time.
He remember hiding those pills under his bed in a tiny box. But, maybe it's no more there 'cause it's been years and maybe it has reached its expiration date.
But, curiousity took over him.
Climbing down his bed, he checked under it. Only darkness was visible. He brought his phone's flashlight and checked there again.
A small brown box was visible.
He slid his hand inside, and took out the tiny box, dust particles and dirt were all over the box. Dustin' it, a vast of dust was thrown on his face making him cough.
He fanned the air and placed the box on on the floor. Opening it, a glass of bottle was revealed, containing few white pills inside.
