It was one random Friday night, when pubs got full, party got crazy, beers get overflowing and crowds get high, leaving a unknown void in the student campus, leaving an unthinkable silence and chill.
Oh maybe it's not a void , not empty at all, a silhouette was seen somewhere on the lamp. Or was it just an illusion of the night.
The silhouette rises her head, so, it was a human after all, squealing herself in the midst of these dark void. She rises her head, look, and put her head down again. It was a transition of hope to despair, a chance went to bubble, all shown when she rises her head and went down again, a seeming meaningless action itself.
What was the girl doing on the night, a night of absolute void, a night of absolute zero, squealing herself like a statue on campus?
A brief sound of sob is heard, and then it's heard no more
As the view shifted further and further away, thousands of questions were in mind, but in the end, there's only a silhouette in the campus bicycle parking spot, on a random Friday night.
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if i can write as good as you.....
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