#WritcoStoryPrompt78
Like hitting a rock with a hammer, life hits us hard sometimes.
We all see the same amount of warms and colds of life. If she has been harsh so far, she does come much amiable soon after.
But not all of us see sunshine at the same time. Not necessarily my neighbor goes through the storm when I am. Yes, we can say, time is biased, life is not.

So here I present to you a story about hardships of...