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A Day in the Life |
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The weariness of boredom had turned into a blanket of darkness, and the
moonlight's silence mourned the past. The blackness ran rampant, smudging out
the moon's light, leaving only a sense of desolation.
The scratch of my pen conveyed my solitary desolation as my loved ones
slumbered, leaving me with no one to talk to or keep me company. After finishing
my homework on this lonely night, I crawled into bed alone.
The next day, a Saturday, I woke up as usual and went about my day. As I ate
with my parents at the dinner table, they suddenly said to me, "We have
something to attend to, so we'll leave the house to you for now." With a loud
"thud" of the door closing, my bitter days had arrived.
I turned on the TV and mindlessly flipped through channels. I saw some exciting
programs but put down the remote, only to pick it up again and repeat the
process. Eventually, I became impatient and angry, throwing the remote down and
turning off the TV. I sat on the couch and stared blankly out the window at the
blue sky and white clouds.
I wanted to go for a walk, but I had to stay home. Frustrated, I picked up a
book and became engrossed in it. Two hours later, I put the book down, feeling
bitter once again.
I couldn't remember how I made it to lunchtime, but finally, I had something to
do. After finishing my chores, I found myself staring blankly again.
Lying in bed, I looked out the window and saw a beautiful sight: birds flying
through the blue sky and fluffy clouds, their chirps filling me with envy.
Suddenly, a cool breeze hit my face and heart.
I got up and turned on the computer, staring at the screen, unsure of what to
do. I checked QQ, but everyone was either offline or busy. I had no idea what to
do on the internet, so I turned off the computer after only five minutes.
Only lonely people can understand the taste of loneliness. |
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