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Smeary Night has Broken
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination ?
Or was it something there, even it had anything to do with her presence?
She took a deep breath, inhale, exhale, refresh the oxigen in and out of her lungs for a couple minutes. Wish that nothing would be worse than a boy or a cat, or at any cost that's running home and already broke one of the streetlight glass along his or its way. Nothing but human nature thing.
Well, it's the only sense that is true. Because she knows it won't be as good as it was then. God knows only for sure.
Ooops.
(She took a very deep breath for the second moment, and slap the exhale air out from her nose in front of her face with his right hand away).
"Oh goshhh", she said.
With her head looking down to the tile, stepping so quietly to the living room, she back in doing her night routine, sit down at her green Yoga mat for about half an hour.
"Hommm..."
"pirton di dibaga santang iang"
"mangho rasi rodim angar amoti"
"hi tasalu hutna"
"Hommm..."
"pirton di dibaga santang iang"
"mangho rasi rodim angar amoti"
"hi tasalu hutna"
and so on... and so on.
After 2 hours, later her sister saw her asleep on her mat.
Her sister woke her up, and asking her to share bed.
Yeaa...
Both of them experience the same lightening nightmare while awake and praying.
It would be a delightful idea, to be at the same boat at that smeary night, so they would be happier, and have a big scoop hug in their sleep.
In the next morning, she was looking back out of her window and see no lights only many things doused in sunlight.
What a goodnight sleep somehow. Thanks a lot for a sisterhood.
She enjoyed her brunch beautiful dish until he read the headline news and shocked or about being bad illfeel-thought in the lost of souls already ?
"Oh God! No!!"
"This could be true! Last night ??? It was ??"
👭💕💞
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination ?
Or was it something there, even it had anything to do with her presence?
She took a deep breath, inhale, exhale, refresh the oxigen in and out of her lungs for a couple minutes. Wish that nothing would be worse than a boy or a cat, or at any cost that's running home and already broke one of the streetlight glass along his or its way. Nothing but human nature thing.
Well, it's the only sense that is true. Because she knows it won't be as good as it was then. God knows only for sure.
Ooops.
(She took a very deep breath for the second moment, and slap the exhale air out from her nose in front of her face with his right hand away).
"Oh goshhh", she said.
With her head looking down to the tile, stepping so quietly to the living room, she back in doing her night routine, sit down at her green Yoga mat for about half an hour.
"Hommm..."
"pirton di dibaga santang iang"
"mangho rasi rodim angar amoti"
"hi tasalu hutna"
"Hommm..."
"pirton di dibaga santang iang"
"mangho rasi rodim angar amoti"
"hi tasalu hutna"
and so on... and so on.
After 2 hours, later her sister saw her asleep on her mat.
Her sister woke her up, and asking her to share bed.
Yeaa...
Both of them experience the same lightening nightmare while awake and praying.
It would be a delightful idea, to be at the same boat at that smeary night, so they would be happier, and have a big scoop hug in their sleep.
In the next morning, she was looking back out of her window and see no lights only many things doused in sunlight.
What a goodnight sleep somehow. Thanks a lot for a sisterhood.
She enjoyed her brunch beautiful dish until he read the headline news and shocked or about being bad illfeel-thought in the lost of souls already ?
"Oh God! No!!"
"This could be true! Last night ??? It was ??"
👭💕💞
