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I sat on the icy roof of the house, looking at the Eiffel Tower. Under my ass, a lot of joy was happening, the owners of the apartment in the house I was sitting on were experiencing. I could hear children's laughter, Christmas carols and singing so fake that it was absolutely perfect. The laughter of other household members, who laugh at the singing so much that they can't breathe and suffocate. I thought about how my future children would also enjoy it and love me like this someday. my husband, who will stroke my hair and whisper in my ear how perfect our children are.
I sighed loudly and stretched my right leg. Suddenly, behind me, I heard soft and quiet footsteps, slowly but surely approaching.
"What are you doing here all alone, you little brat?" I heard his words behind me and gently turn my head in the direction I heard the words.
"I'm thinking about life." I answered the Chat.