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станция ; station

🌹🌹🌹(Page Eight of Bulgaria's Journal)🌹🌹🌹

I never responded to Vlad's text, I was too busy crying.

My face buried in my knees, I didn't want to look up and face reality. I couldn't move either, everything felt so numb

A feeling I had like never before. Sadness, a big wave of unhappiness hit me like a truck and there wasn't anything I could do to prevent this

It's all up to Vladimir. I really wish he had another option or could at least convince his family to not go through with traveling overseas

I reminded myself he didn't want this to happen almost as much as I did

Another feeling besides sadness was going on

It was more of a thought than a feeling but I really do think it's both

Love? Perhaps, maybe so, possibly...yes. That's it

I'm in love with Vladimir. That's why this is hurting me so

Never being able to meet anytime soon

Two years will feel like forever

I stop crying and when my tears stopped, it felt like the world did too

"No, let's go" I said under my breath

I wiped tears from my cheek, got up from bed and looked for a bag

I needed a bag big enough to carry essentials I need for a small trip

I knew exactly what I was doing.
I was going to get on the train to the neighboring country up north which just happened to be Romania

There was a stantsiya close to where I live

I use it to go and come from school everyday. I know there are trains coming in every hour for 24 hours and 7 days each and every week

I packed my bag with a small box of tissues just in case I cry again, a few books to read while on the train, snacks to eat and three small water bottles so I can stay hydrated and my camera

Just like that I was on my way, still putting on my jacket while walking out the door.

I took the house keys out of my pocket and locked the front door. Who knows how long this will take. Romania isn't that far but still...

The cold wind of the night lightly blowing my hair, my face exposed to the cold but the rest of me was fine

All bundled up in my jacket, making my way to the station and no one to stop me

I finally made it. A big building with "Stantsiya" written in bold letters on it

I walked in the automatic sliding doors and was greeted with paintings from famous Bulgarian artists such as: Zlatyu Boyadzhiev and
Dechko Uzunov

I took a few glances at the paintings but kept walking and with a fast pace because in a few minutes the train will take off

"People are still boarding probably" I thought

I was right

I took a left and there it was the 11:00 p.m train, right on time

A line of people waiting to get on board

I got in the line too
I made a mistake and accidently got in the line in front of this woman with piercing blue eyes

"Excuse-toi! Ne coupe pas devant moi!" She snapped

She looked tired and angry, her bun of blonde hair was messy and a bit tangled

"Was that French?" I thought
Yeah, a foreigner from France