So as i went out for a walk...i went to the shop next to our school which almost all the days i found useless but the shop had earphones for sale and i recently broke my earphones off so i bought one of it and went out to the walk in the streets. As i walked on i saw many people passing by me i imagined about everyone about their story about who they are...it was as if it was written on their faces their stories,like their every smile,tear,frown would determine each different emotions and so would reflect their story.
As i was still walking i finally found a place to sit;public bench in particular...As i was sitting there a old men,with ripped up clothes,torn jackets,shady clothing,sat beside me and asked me if i was alone i replied by saying ,"for now,yes!" he then started reading a newspaper that was inside back pocket of his pants and was just quite .Then i just started to think about Anestasia and Calvein it was a strange kinda relation they had....They were even kinda cute together...then i thought i was maybe me who never joined them in their adventure and fun times lets say,cause whenever they get and go to hangout somewhere they would always text or call me up if i was not that far away from them but i causally declined cause i am not that of a outgoing and social person and i just liked to be on my room so i thought it was not them it was me who needed to join them and feel involved...
And sometimes i wonder what a walk cannot solve...I really felt good having alone time to myself it really made me feel so nice,warm and free of doubt...and i stood up from the bench and started to walk back to my apartment..it was around 6;00pm then so it was getting a lil dark and the street lights were on and i was hearing to songs by Sam Smith the whole walk back to my hostel and as soon as i was near hostel building i went to the shop and bought two Popsicle for them cause they really loved em and i went towards my room and open the door with the keys i had cause the room was locked from the inside...But as soon as i opened the door i drop both of my Popsicle and screamed Anestasia and Calvein both were half naked on my bed together while on the whole way i was going against myself in my mind..They opened their eyes and Anestasia tried to convince me it was not what i was thinking it was and Calvein on the other part was not able to speak a word..I just fell on the ground in the middle of the door and started crying and when i thought it could get more worse i was wrong cause just them just looking into their eyes deeply and just looking at me but not being able to speak a word...i could not stand this and i told Anestasia that we were over and told her to move out of this room as soon as possible cause i knew Calvein had no roommate in his room i then just went straight into the bathroom and opened the shower and started crying out loud....
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