Dear Diary, Life is Strange.Here hello's are followed by bie's.Departures are irrevocable and the departure of those who had touched heart at some part of life leave scars to the soul. It was a pleasant summer night.He walked out of his hostel room around 2.30 a.m.The world was deep in slumber at this hour but his eyes deserted sleep.It felt like life lost its meaning,Like nothing will be fine ever again.He kept on walking having no idea where he was going just like he had no idea where destiny was taking his life.Time passed slow,one hour felt like ages but finally after a while the sun was up.Just then he heard a pleasant sound,he walked where his senses guided him.Sound was becoming more clear by now. Sitting at the edge of the roof of the legs swinging down, wind playing with her hair,taking them on her face.And the sun rose,her radiant skin shinning even more as the sunrays fell on her face.She was playing guitar and singing beautifully.A melody full of life.Like...
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