As the world celebrates the coming of the new year with the booming of fairytale like fireworks and rambunctious laughter of merry people, she stood there at the busy street looking lonesome even with all the bustling people and twirling lights. Feeling small in a world so big. A cynic in a cynical world. Bitter from all the things life whipped at her. But a small part in her heart hoped. Wished. That the new year will bring miracles to her heart.
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Passing Days
Short StoryThe story of a pessimistic girl and how her views gradually change. Copyright. Onymous. January 2, 2018
