Have you ever thought about your future? Your past? Even the present? Have you ever thought of the fact we all won't be here someday? Thoughts like that don't come to your mind when you're young, that's why I'm asking this now. The present. Think of what's happening now. This story is inspired by loneliness and the thoughts that have come to my mind. If anyone has copied this, please report their story or/and tell me.