The Prologue •• Moving is tough

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(3rd Person)

Doni tapped his window, looking out to the streets of his new place. His phone buzzed with messages from his old friends from his childhood town but he ignored it.

He was trying so hard to focus on the bright side of moving houses. The scenery was peaceful and quiet and the cricket sounds filled the air. Afar, you can see a school's clock strike Midnight.

He hummed as he got up to walk over to his table, his lamp on and envelopes stacks were neatly stacked beside it. Some of them were letters from his friends, some of them were letters writing back to them. He carefully picked them up and put it in one of the drawers under the table.

He then closed the lamp of the table and walked back to his bed. The light of the moon shone through his window creating shadows of the window frame. He sat down and took his phone to turn it off, the ringing finally stopping.

He sighed and laid down . His breaths slow and steady. He closed his eyes and relaxed his body. As he felt himself drift off to sleep, he whispered under his breath.

"Moving is tough.."

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