Is funny how we forget so easily. It's funny how when things go wrong we ask "why me?" but when things are good we don't even ask questions. Why don't we stop and ask then?
"Why?" Faheem screamed next door. His cries were so loud that even I could hear them. I'm sure even Felicity, his other neighbour could hear him too.
I slid down the wall that separated our apartments. They were going to kick him out tomorrow. He hadn't paid 3 months worth of rent or water bills. They cut of his electricity last week. I know that because last week he asked if he could warm up his milk for cereal. I felt sorry for him. He used to be so rich. He had everything, but now it's like he's-
"I hate them" he screamed again interrupting my thoughts. I wonder what happened. Why did his family just cut him off like that? My phone beeped with a text from Felicity.
Are you listening to him? – F
Yeah, you think we should do something? – A
Are you crazy? You don't even know the guy! – F
I kinda feel sorry for him. We used to be in school together. I just feel like I should help him. – A
No. He's a man I'm sure he will figure it out. Didn't you say he used to be rich? Well if he was then I'm sure he will have plenty of friends that will be willing to help him. – F
With that she went offline. I heard his faint sobs in the background. I really hope he does have friends.
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