And I'm back in time.
You’re going to switch schools.
I smiled, nodded and did my usual stuff.
The next morning, as I looked outside the windows of the school bus with beads of raindrops trickling at the sides, I asked myself …
Why is the sky crying?
Only then I realized, I'm crying with it.
The idea was unfathomable. No amount of reasoning was enough to alter mum’s decision. Dad tried to console me, to no avail.
They have their reasons.~ Then why won’t they tell me?Because we are kids.~ The sky is crying again.Don’t cry with it.~ I can’t....
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