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Something about that place.

I have never in my life, seen so many patterns of sky like I used to see there just looking out the window. Whenever I was upset, out of habit I would go and slide the window open and that just did it. Many colors I had seen of skies there, purple, pink, blood orange. Most I liked the unicorn sky. Yes I have a name for a sky I like. Don't judge.

Morning was always dull, I had classes to attend to. Then after the lunch it used to get kind of tolerable. I can't actually tell, how an average day went, everyday was something new.Like that time when we laid down on grass, in a starry night, listening to music. The best part of the nights were singing our heart out in the basketball court. And the retarded and insane moments. Words fall short.

Friends. That word does not scare me anymore. You see, I like to be around people now. Getting to know people is like reading human diaries, discovering and exploring souls is fun. Before, I hardly knew anybody, despite being in the same class, I was mute. Then the days went and before I could realize I got close with bunch of people, I never knew I had common grounds with.

I was called cute and adorable. I cherished those compliments. Being liked is the best goddamn feeling in the world.

I felt love and pain at the same time. I also had spent an awkward time alone with a boy who was constantly trying to flirt with me but only in vain. And most shocking thing is- I used to hug him before going back to dorm. Hugging boys is taboo in our family. I broke that tradition there. I tell you, something about that place.

Although some days I felt horrible. Like I was stuck in some cage of no escape.

And some days went magical. I felt like this sweet healing energy inside of me, filtering those bad dull days into something worth and meaningful.

Life was not so bad there after all. 





































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