"What's the matter with you? The last two days you are so . . ." a classmate asks me.
I get out of the trance and look at her with wet eyes.
"She's not here anymore. She disappeared," I pull my nose, "disappeared and I don't know whether she comes back."
I glance again at the imaginary point on the wall.
"What are you talking about?" she asks.
"Look at me!"
"I'm just a lifeless empty box. Without soul. Hollow inside."
I lower my eyes.
"And she always was."
I run out of class.
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