When it rains....i am not allowed to go to school.... because it's raining and it's dark and dangerous and lighting is crackling...
The weather is nice....
It's fine....
Between i was just listening to a good song...and guess what?
Lights out!
In india it is a common occurrence...
I wonder how long the coal will go on....
Yeah it's not a chapter...
It's just me and my mood...
Conflicting mood
It smells so nice...and the sound of doors smashing and whatnot....
I like rain
I like how nice it smells
I like how it's so refreshing...
Between i saw my horoscope for today on calander....it said my communication skills has become good, my lucky colour will be orange and lastly i might give a shoulder to my friend for crying because they are having problems...
It is kinda... accurate...
Don't know about the colour but yeah...i agree with the other points...
So now i am home and despite my school being of 4 hours only....i have skipped today's class because of rain...
I hate it...not the rain...just..
My circumstances..
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High School Life In India
General FictionThis is my story...like literally my own life story and everything which takes place when i go from my home to my school. This story is about friends, people, everyday things and there's nothing extraordinary about it . All rights reserved! by none...
