𝓗𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓫𝓼?!
Dear diary
I am even embarassed to write this. It rained today so I hurried to the beach. I got crab soup from a famous place on the way. As usual he was there, with his blue umbrella and I gathered my courage to go to him.
I breathed in and walked to him with my head high, like the confident person I am. When I almost reached him, damn! He was playing with baby crabs.
He likes them! Do you hear me? He likes them as his own pets and I here I am carrying their dead family in my hands.
How embarassing...
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The Umbrella
Short StoryEverytime when it rains, I see him at the beach. The dimple smile of his, fills my heart with warmth. I smile, unconsciously everytime I look at him. Until one day he didn't show up...