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The Lonely One

The Lonely One

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Two months passed by after Casey's parents had died in a car accident, they were the closest to her, when she heard this she was broken, she was then never seen out in the fresh air again, didn't talk much.
Now she was in the kitchen drinking milk from the bottle, her house was a real mess. The door bell rang, Casey didn't want to but had to open the door. It was jane, Casey's old school friend, Casey was surprised to see her but couldn't show it.
"Hi" said Jane.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I was just passing by so I thought of visiting you."
They comforted themselves on the couches.
"I feel really sorry for you.."
"I really didn't expect this from you too,everyone is feeling sorry for me"
"Casey, people care about you, they want you to live your life and I am not asking you to forget what happened, it's just that you are forgetting that you have a life too. Don't live for others live for yourself."

There was a silence grown over the place, but then it was broken by Jane when she was leaving. Casey thought for a while but then she forgot about it and went on with her life.
A few days passed, it was cold out, everywhere snow, Casey was comforting herself on the cozy couch switching on and off the lamp besides her.

"Zzzzz, Zzzzz..." the phone snoozed
It was a text from Caleb, her best friend.
"Be there in 5, if u wanna rush to the mall."
He used to send like these texts many times maybe to help Casey. She remembered about what Jane had said, she thought for a while, it wasn't a bad idea if you want to freshen up, so she texted him back with a "yes."

The cool breeze softly touching her skin, her hair flowing with the wind in the opposite direction, it must have felt much better than the small
square room with closed windows and door.
She had started living her life once again, every moment from there had been the best one in her life. She could see everything in a positive way, now she understood that she had many things to do and had responsibilities on her.she had to live a life for herself.


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