Streetlight Stories

I looked around me as I blew on my hands, trying to make them warmer. I didn't know at the time that it would only make my fingers colder in the end. The street lights slowly came on, one by one, illuminating the sidewalk. The one nearest me blinked on and a pool of light touched my feet. The road was otherwise lifeless and I thought that it would be best if I continued on. Walking only made my body more exhausted and colder still as I wandered streets. Would it be better to be in a residential area or more public? By myself or with others? Questions I never had to think about flooded my mind and I couldn't come up with an answer for any of them. With sudden realization, I understood that each choice I would make directly affected my survival. I was on my own, no house, no food, no money, no connections. This wasn't a game where there was the option of turning off the console and starting over from the last save point. As I stared at my surroundings, my brain finally summed up what I had wanted to suppress: this was life or death. Rather extreme for a person who was newly homeless but it was the truth nonetheless as the cold winter night settled in.

In which two misfits meet for seven nights at 3:37 under the light of a flickering streetlamp on Seventh Street.

Hey everyone I hope you like the stories i make. More chapters and more stories are coming so stay tuned!

Just a descriptive writing I formulated in my mind while jogging at 7PM. :)

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One night. Two strangers. A Lonely platform. A strange town. One game. A story that unfolds various unexpected events when two conflicting personalities collide. Consider Glasses & Blue for a fun and exciting light read! Started publishing - 20 September, 2019 Completed - 30 September, 2019 Cover by @petalli 3 - #horrorcomedy

He didn't come to talk today either,i wanted to stay up late but yesterday's trip with dad made me nod off.I had put my head down on my laptop piled up with all my incomplete assignments ,when a notification got me up with a jerk.My neck had started to ache and I decided to go to bed when something made me stop midway. I saw a silhouette of a familiar figure sitting on the window sill head faced towards the dark midnight clouds which had started to overcast the moon. The street light right outside made the outline quite clear -shabby hair, hand on the knee pulled close to the chest; it is him again . I started walking towards him, I guess it was my sleepy eyes.He still seemed blurred like a silhouette . I sat beside him and mockingly said 'you love to take the cover of moonless nights don't you? He didn't reply like he always evasively did neither did he move an inch . 'Hey what's wron- i stopped as i nudged the thin air. The black figure turned his head as the street light went off. Hey reader! I am so happy that out of all the marvelous books on Wattpad you stumbled upon mine. If you liked the story then i would be more than happy if you support :) LAXIKA

a story where klara and bang chan met. - this one's for my friend !

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