Happy New Year to me and everyone who made my 2023 the worst or the best. It doesn't matter cause it's a new year. I hope this reason is enough to satisfy.
So so so it's actually 1:16 am, 1 January 2024 and I am narrating how I celebrated or say destructed myself on 31st December's night. I was again , no surprises, in the dilemma whether to go to school tomorrow or not . I had enough excuses. But a little while ago I was motivated that I will do this and that . I thought I have superpowers like changing my whole lethargic personality into some great level of discipline and productivity. For one hour I thought and discussed this shit dilemma and the other hour I fought with the hesitation to talk to my mother about not going to school. I was texting my sibling this and that and all my worries. Then I decided that at the time of new year I will do it. So here I at 12:00 am , saying to my mother who is half awake on bed ---
Happy New year Mummy .....mai ni jari kl school.
She got convinced and I got relaxed . Then I jumped over my bed and started texting all my favourite persons like Joe, Aabha and shhh I forgot Harshita. I just remembered it now. Forget it. So where I was... yeah I wished them happily and closed my phone and went to sleep.
I didn't sleep.
I remembered him.
I said to myself,
"I wish I could text him Happy New Year ...."
I got hungry. So after making my stomach feel good I grabbed my phone to write. As I would be done editing it soon and publish it again just to let the one ,because of whom I started writing, know that he is imprinted on my permanent memory.
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Ficção AdolescenteThis book is a biography about an introvert teen girl who is shy to talk to people and tries her best to be perfect in others' eyes. She is always hesitant yet empathetic. When she reaches her teen age she faces lot of unusual things in her life in...
