I walked around the city to exhale all the problems I'm inhaling. Every thing that comes in my way I abruptly kick it just to disembarrass my negative emotions. I may not be familiar with this place but my problems are eating me more than thinking where the hell I'm walking right this very moment.
I stopped in the middle of a park-like place. Well, it looks like a park since it has grass, trees and benches- just like what others had described.
Since the place was deserted I chose to lay down in the grass and use my bag as a pillow. Only a big post and the moon are making the scene bright. The whistling wind and the cricketing crickets are only heard in this solemn place.
The silence is not deafening rather its calming and serenading. It may look and sound scary but for me it felt indulging.
I stared at the stars that twinkles before my eyes. I always admire stars for no such reasons. But right now each stars signifies every good things that I have not.
The place is dimmer than I thought, more silent than I heard, and heartening than I expected. Just like the galaxy- it's extraordinary.
And would the moon been brighter if I wasnt here complaining my shits in life?
After contemplating in the middle of the galaxy, I didn't realize that I fell asleep. A strumming of a guitar and singing voice woke me up. "I must be dreaming still" i said to myself before stretching my arms and let out a yawn. Then the music stops and making me descern that Im not dreaming anymore. I quickly open my eyes to see that Im not really dreaming.
"Annyeong Haseyo" he said while smiling brightly showing his two dimples.
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Not Another Story
Fanfiction"Cliché Story" said by everyone. Everyone assume what will happen. Everyone thinks they know what it really is. Everyone thought they know better than anyone. Too bad, it's not the typical story you've imagined.
