There was I standing, scared and feeling sad for no obvious reason. When I was close to tears, I imagine my friends, teachers and all the good times that we shared. It brings me, it awaken me. It gives me the will. I felt really, really happy. I actually giggle reminiscing the plight of our days. There are too many, the laughs, the tears. We were so childish back then. School haven't even ended, and I already miss you guys..
Why must all the good things come to an end. I don't want to breathe the university air just yet. I'd rather spend quality time with my friends than facing the darkness.
A new beginning? the title of my best poem. Such expression only appear on pixels, but the memory we get, was remarkable.
Every story have it's own ending, every movie has it's sequel. The first part of my story will be ending soon, a new moon will rise out. Could there be another new beginning such as these, or is it just another sad ending to a start of a nightmare.