Room 3791

My life began in my dorm, almost as if like it was a coincidence.

And this is how I can remember it:

I opened the door and saw a young man. Kinda like my age, but taller. He was trying his key on my doorknob. "Sorry! Is this room 3791?" He asked. "Yeah." I replied. But at that time, I didn't feel this way. I was confused.

"Wait, if this is 3791, then what are you doing in my room?" He asked curiously.
"This is MY room, Mister." I said back at him.

And that is where my life began.

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