I keep walking.
A deep crunch behind me. I turn around, a dazzling light blinds me and just in time I can give way. The car disappears without a sound in the darkness.
My hearts beating fastly.
If I wouldn't be here alone I'd say that this was a close thing.
But I am alone.
The night is dark and cold, the night of the 24th of December 2016. I can see my breath, which flotes like fog in the air.
I keep walking.
I'm alones'on the street. The people in this neighbourhood are sitting inside, maybe in front of a christmastree, talking and laughing with their families and friends.
I keep walking.
Later, I walk through a park. Here are no houses and no families sitting inside talking and laughing.
It's dark. It's dark because here are no streetlights but when I look up I suddenly can see the stars glowing in the nightsky like millions of fireflies.
I'm alone here. But not lonely anymore.
I sit down. The snow isn't white and sparkling like in a disney movie, it's grey and my trousers get wet, but it's snow. The naked Tree I'm leaning on is no christmas tree, but it's christmas and it's a tree.
I look up to the stars again and smile. This world is a strange place, a stupid place. I smile anew and then I close my eyes.
It's not cold anymore.
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Alone but not Lonely anymore
Teen FictionA short story about loneliness, sleepless nights. A story about how lost you can feel in our world... and about finding yourself in midst of nothing.
