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Noor pov

Some people were chasing me and I was running very fast. My legs were hurting a lot but still I was not stopping. While running I fell down near a tree. And people were about to pull me out of the tree but still I got up and ran. And I saw a ditch in front of me.

I was about to fall into the ditch, when I woke up screaming and realized that I was dreaming. I was completely sweating due to fear. There was water kept on the table next to my bed. I picked it up and drank it and felt a little relaxed.
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And I say to myself, Oh God, what kind of dream was this?

Then I take my phone out of the charging cable and look at the time, it is 5:00 in the morning. I get up as soon as I see the time. And I clean my entire room.

After I clean my entire room, I go to the kitchen and wash the utensils lying there. Last night, I did not wash the utensils after having dinner due to fatigue.

And after washing the dishes I come to the living room and look at the time on the clock. It was 6:30 in the morning. I had no idea. How did the time pass so quickly?

Then I take out some formal clothes to wear and then I go into the bathroom and turn on the plunger and look into the cold water.

After 20 minutes, I come to the room, wrapped in a towel. And I sit on the bed! I take deep breaths and start thinking about a few things.

Why did my father leave me in an orphanage at the age of 3 months? Was I so bad that I don't deserve to live with my parents? I don't know why tears come to my eyes after sleeping on all this?
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I was thinking all this when my phone rings and I come back to reality and see that my best friend Aastha Singhania is calling me.

Author pov

Aastha Singhania belongs to the richest family in Asia but her nature is very good. Noor is her best friend. They both study in the same college. The only difference is that astha studies with her own money and noor study with help of scholarship...

As soon as I see my friend's phone, I wipe my tears quickly and take the phone in my hand. I pick it up and put it to my ear and then I hear her voice.

"Good morning, how are you feeling now" Aastha asks me.

"I am feeling better than before", I say in a choked voice because just a while ago I was crying thinking about my past.

By listening to my voice she understands that I was crying. She tries to convince me saying, "why are you crying, I am with you, why are you worried about anything"?

She tells me so much that tears start falling from my eyes that my parents left me but I have friends like Aastha in this generation.

I was lost in my own thoughts. I was thinking all this while, then I heard Aastha's voice. She said, "why are you not saying anything"?.

I distract her and say, "Nothing, just tell me, you will go to college today, right?"

Yes, I will go to college today and I will come to pick you up, you don't come by bus, she tells me and I smile a little.

Okay, you come on time to pick me up. I say just this and hang up.

Then I keep the phone aside after looking at the time and go to the kitchen to make some breakfast for myself.

In about 10 minutes my breakfast is ready. I eat only bread and milk because I feel like eating something light.

Just 20 minutes after I had my breakfast I hear the sound of a horn from below my apartment and I understand that Aastha has come to pick me up. I take my bag, phone, lock the door and go down through stairs.