Chapter 7

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"Thump! Bam! Whoosh", were all the sounds I could hear as I packed my things in various bags and suitcases. The emptiness in the house was suffocating me. I won't sell this place whatsoever but I don't think I could live in it with all the sad memories. Every corner of this house made me feel nauseated. I went towards the attic to see if something worthy was there or not. I opened the door and made my way through the messy place filled with spiderwebs and brown boxes. As I was going through each and every box, I found a box on which it was written 'Sneha'. I removed the dust from the box with my hands and opened it. Inside it were some albums, few greeting cards, showpieces and an old worn-out diary. I took out the diary and kept it on my lap as I wiped the sweat on my face with my hankerchief. I opened it and snickered at her words.

      Sneha Thakur

   4th January 1998

It's my diary! Open it and I will kill you ! -_-

I felt the page with my hands as I flipped it and read the contents.

Dear diary,

        My mother gifted you to me. I don't like writing and all. So, I guess we will meet occassionally when I will have something to tell you. By the way, I am just a nerd and won't have anything marvellous to write about but I can't say anything about the future. Maybe I will change my personality and all in the future or maybe not. I ain't so sure about it. So, talk to you later. Have to study!

Sneha...

My mother was a nerd? Well, I don't believe it. According to her friends, she never touched books and was always online on fb. Either her friends lied to me or she had a magic wand or something....My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone shouting.

"Sanjanaaaaa! You ready?", Megha banged the door as she shouted at the top of her voice.

Dumb woman..." Cominggg !", I shouted back as I grabbed the diary along with some other stuff and rushed towards the door.

"Give it to me and bring other bags also. After I keep these, I will help you." I gave my things to Megha and went towards my bedroom.

*1/2 hour later*

  After we kept all my suitcases in her car, I took one last glance at my house, reminisces of yesteryears flowing across my mind.

"Bye", I whispered to no one in particular as I locked the house and kept the keys in my purse, a tear creeping down my cheeks.

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