Life and Time For the lonely girl !
i sold my sole to devil and lingered back desperately. day was broken but still remaining the dark nighters' breaths in the air above the vague and quiet city. the light and the mood was nearly resembling evening , especially for me who was so depressed to see time was passing impatiently and hastily. the chill was into my bone, and i shivered and threatened by the departure moment. personally and publically appreciated, i am a girl of sheer kindness, completely good nature and lovely simple inside and outside, always glad to welcome and sad to say goodbye. time and life was against each other.life was passing by with great times and bad times. no matter how desperately we want the good moment waited for the life itself. it was natural and hopelessly truth. while the truth was standing against the restless time forever.
i was seeing off my friend and went back dorm like a person in a dream, not quite aware of the minutes around me. a little awkward when passing by the keeper uncle, and again the fact approved the truth that when it could go wrong , it would. i was stopped by the uncle and it was a mistake done by the uncle. i was misrecognized by him as another person. relieving the tension and i walked inconfidently into my dormitory. as was known to me , my other roommates were keeping human habit of sleeping late. i was too carefull to breathe , while the truth was too much carefullness , too much loudness. all i could do was covering up my own pair of ears , closing my eyes and praying for the peace and quiet and not awakening their sound sleep. one of them moved slightly but began to snore again. it would be a long time before i could recover from the depature sadness, tearfully i threw myself into bed, tears were rolling down hopelessly , wettening my pillow and i could not believe i was such a affectionate animal. the lonely girl was sleeping in pillow drenched with salty tears and hoping to forget the heartbroken moments.
and the gift of forgetness to human being worked quite well on lonely girl. a forgetting sleep was followed with a free girl , busy preparing for the text in the afternoon class. still lonely yet free.
the school time was good for me , when i could study for at least 1 hour and 20 hours without eating or sleeping or chatting, which was definately the case when i was in my dorm.
after the last class of this week, i headed for my comfortable zone lightly heartedly.
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