Two days ago, at around five in the afternoon, I took of the jeepney packing myself up. Trying to get some composure, I walked heading my way to my half – kilometer far home. I caught the passengers on board the jeepney’s attention because of my stride under million drops of rain. Ashamed, I just give them a shrug of shoulders.
What should I do?
When the jeepney were nowhere to be seen, I find myself tree sheds. There, I paused for a while and thought. Life is a joke. The day before that, I brought an umbrella with me. But the beautiful sun shines bright as my smile. But that day, I didn’t brought the umbrella and the rain fell hard…
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