#NeighborTales

Behind every door, there is a secret, sealed inside.
Away from sight.
The inhabitants put on a mask of smiles
I only know their names
Trevor and Vander
We have the same ritual everyday
"Good morning!"
"morning."
Greetings must be past to carry on with our separate days
My neighbors usually have many visitors
Their lives are filled with colors while mine is invaded by shadows
They had parties almost daily
While I sat alone with my misery.
The loud music made me feel less lonely.

One day, everything went quiet. ...