She was living in the neighborhood of a house I rented an apartment in last year. I only used to see her around the house. We didn’t talk much except for the occasional small talk. Stuff like, “Hello, how are you?” Or “Hi, where have you been? I haven’t seen you in so long.
Did you travel?” Our conversations only stayed on the surface but she always had a warm and bubbly demeanor. Whether I talked to her on a rainy day or on a sunny day, she spoke with the freeness of a two-year-old. Her energy was so pure and innocent. That’s why I was concerned when I saw her looking sad one day. The first time it happened I didn’t make much of it.
I thought, “People’s moods change sometimes. Maybe she is having one of those days.” The second time I saw her clothed in melancholy, I asked her; “You don’t seem to be yourself lately. What’s the problem?” That day she told me she was…..Read Full Story Here…………….
