I felt broke on a Monday on a full and heavy day. At the day end, i took a go to a musical Library and to my great surprise met a whole lot of ancieznt classmates. About five of them. That was very surpriosing because those i met over there were rarely seen togather back then at school. As a result of that, i paused a little at the corner to think a little asking myself what may this really mean. I had my mind in aboout a few seconds that seemed long enough in mind viewing a long steam of drpoed pictures that started flowding in my conciense without io really having any control on them. I thought of how i was beaten by one of them after i came in to boarding school for the first time. I remembered how we usaually strayed away from school and skipped away teachers classes that we did not like. I also remembered my first love and all the emotional battle i had to fight against through the stepps of of the way from my first date out trial to the tie we broke. I just forgot one thing, one those i was pondering all this had a similar me with them. He new i was there.He felt it but i didnot know till it was late enough. The worst is that that was exactly the girl in my connciousness.I can still remember she looked exactly like the one i passed my time seeing tjhe grand majority of the time. I am going to start discovering a whole world of new things i doubt to had even knew the existence ever before. I stared out of the window by the west of the building and it looked like it was six, the sky looked shiny gray and my heart pumped over nearly falling out of it carvity when making a 180 degree teurn, the group i watched and fantasized about had dissapeared. I carried my hands to my face, held up my eyes glasses and pulled them down gently as to clean them up together with my eyes because i thought i was tired and simply could not see what was right infront of me. As i turned back, she was right there, standing straight stout in her curvy round shapes and dark brown clothes.
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