Published Jul 4, 2024
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I Think About The Strangest Night When I Meet The Stranger Girl

Published Jul 4, 2024
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I went to terrace to listen to music. It's nearly 9'0 clock. Darknss is what i love the most so i never switch on the terrace light. And My playlist started with Agora Hills by Doja Cat; Now I'm entering into my imaginary stage performance I'm Dancing here and there and everywhere i hear crowds roars my name suddenly my eyes catches somebody.. I froze like a statue.

“Oh God there is someone in that terrace…no no no its so embarrassing”  I  murmuring to myself but the person in that terrace doesn't seems like noted me. because i already caught by neighbors  while I'm dancing… all of them laughs at me but this person doesn't even bother about me. so i switch myself from performance mood to normal.

I literally watching that person like half an hour but still can't find whether that person is he or she . first problem is I forgot my glasses that's not the only problem that terrace is far away from mine. but i noted that the  person is also like me because there was no lights in that terrace. Oh finally I found that person is she I found it! I Found it! thanks to the wind. she is more like body language person first i thought she also performing like me but later i found that she is talking to someone  I don't know what she is up to but it definetly serious matter she is walking furiously and act like she's gonna kill that person through the phone.

Actually my playlist keeps going but my mind totally negelated that sons so i stoped music and started to watching her. I looks like a mime show. she punched the wind actually her mouth and hand never takes rest i thin she is in fight with someone and sudenly she wipes her face i know she must be crying my God i'm already starts hating who is in her call. “Oh girl you have to be strong don't cry and somebody please get her glass of water”  this is what running on my mind. 

now she took the phone out of her pocket. In that screen light i may saw her face for 1 sec but I can't see her clearly “ Oh God Glasses My bad.. Its okay it happens all the time”. I think she cuts the phone and she wipes her face again and again… I Bet her parents are watching some famous T.V show and enjoying their weekend while their daughter struggling to breath. now she have to act like nothing happend .Later she disappeared and i went to sleep 

Next day Morning her thought come across my mind and I wish she doing better than last night. 

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