Note of Chance
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Time flied swiftly. I didn’t even notice that we will be graduating from high school that soon. We successfully normalized our days with that cold set up.
Until one day, I’ve got a small note placed on my arm chair.
“Emerald, I’m leaving…
I want to talk to you for the last time.”
Please do come. Park-3:00pm (tom)
That note gave a lot of puzzled questions. I hesitated to come because I am uncertain with his motives. What if it is just one of his crazy plans to ruin my life again?
But what if he is serious?
It was already quarter to 3:00. I was still at home watching our wall clock tick tacking. I’ve devised about it the whole night but I was still undecided.
What will I do? 3:00
Grandpa’s cassette was playing on that moment. I was too busy thinking that the only lyrics I’ve understand was,
“…give me a chance…”
It made up my mind. I will go. That was a gloomy day so I just get my sweater and go.
I’m late, maybe he’s now impatiently mocking on me.
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