Lucky Draw
After the day she spent in complete felicity, this city felt so familiar to her. It has only been 2 days since she's here. But every corner of this place felt like home. Every block talked to her in a form, like they hold some meaning in her life. She ran like a free bird, caged to die. She wandered like the only leaf that has some life left in it, before the queen of autumn hits it with death. Abigail opened her notebook and started writing: There's one thing that I'm never gonna do again for sure. I'm never gonna let people know how I feel about them. I'm not gonna let someone know when I miss them. Nor will they ever get to know if I love them. There's this thing, whenever you let people know what you feel like and pour your heart out and be honest, they slowly drift apart or start ignoring your existence. People say that you should confess your emotions and everything, but that's false. No one ever reciprocates . But then again, how a