It was midnight, and he looked up at the moon.
"So beautiful." he thought to himself, as he stared at it. The perfect shape and the beauty of the full moon made him remember his past week. It had been so perfect, so beautiful. He realized that he had spent his life in such a wrong way, that he was happy that he finally found what was the perfect way of living.
He kept staring at the moon as this thoughts drifted back to the start of his week..........
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The Perfect Week
Short StoryA man gazes out of the window as he reflects upon his past few days. According to him, everything is going well, but is it?
