The clouds were always dark and gloomy since she knew it was going to come any day now. She tried to shake it off by planning stuff to shoot up her serotonin to its supposed normal level. It all summed up with her trekking for her beliefs and getting disappointed with doors closed in such a time she actually did something fruitful. She was planning to pray. The sky was raining where she stood.
In a few hours, she was now sure it was going to come. And just then, the lights went off and she has no other way of finding about what was coming with just her battered phone. The battered thing happened to have delivered the news just few minutes after the current went down where she was. She stood highest where she dwells wondering what will it be this time. She can’t make anyone else see what her fate was. She has to see it with her own eyes. Staying by the rooftop showed signs of lights from houses afar. They hadn’t had any of what she has. Gazing high, the sky was dark gray again and a distant star stayed lit with from all its worth.
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