Unlucky Day

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I rushed inside of the building and I inmideatly felt lost because of it's huge size, It was like being inside of a castle yet modern, the illumination was perfect and had a slight tone of yellow in it the floor was so white and clean you could see your reflect in it and everything was just so... magestic.
     I rushed and asked a security guard for directions to Euphoria's desinger interview. I know i'm running late but i hope they still haven't called my name. It was always a dream of mine since childhood to become a famous clothing designer, I always enjoyed drawing and was and I'm very creative, I feel like it's the only thing i'm good at, But... my parents don't feel the same. To them, my dream it's stupid. To them, I'm not good enough. To them I should stop wasting my time with useless drawings and should get an "actual carreer" like a lawyer or something. They don't understand, I wanna prove them wrong, I want them to notice that i'm good enough and that my dreams are worth to pursue.

 

         I hugged my folder tightly
      in my arms with determination.

Euphoria is the most popular brand out there and now that i have my chance i'm not going to waste it.

I catched the ellevator just in time before it leaving, my heart was running so fast and my hair had already got messy from all the running y checked myself on my pocket mirror and fixed it.
      Finally, I arrived to the 5th floor
I got out of the ellevator and stood in front of the entry of the interview I reunited all my courage and left out a big sigh.
      I opened the door in front of me and saw people waiting nerviously.

; Excuse me sir, has the number 095 already been called?

"yes Miss, it already has. I'm sorry"

     My whole world fell apart in one sentence. I felt a knot in my throat and                  
             my eyes getting watery

; O-oh... I see... thanks.

I left the entrance and while looking to my feet and keeping my folder tight in my arms a tear started to fall down my chin. This interview was so difficult to get and yet... I couldn't make it in time. I don't know if i'll have a second chance. Yet another tear fell, I cleaned my tears with my right hand while walking down the hallway and left my left arm fall away from my chest.

; OucH!

"Oh, I'm sorry miss, are you okay?" - A soft but masculine voice said.

; Yes... - I answered

     In the impact my folder fell to the ground and so did this person's
I kneeled down on the ground to get it without looking at his face but so did him.

"Are you sure you are okay?" He said

                    I looked up

"A-are you crying...? Does something hurt?" - He raised his hand in direction to my face

; I SAID I WAS OKAY.
i quickly grabbed my folder off the ground and left running towards the ellevator.

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