Room 3791

Room 3791

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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. ••••• All Rights Reserved © 2018.
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