Encounter

They always said that maturity comes with age but who can make them believe that maturity comes with experience.

Youngest in her family, loved by all a perfect example of Barbie.... is actually an Annabelle.

"I hate snow", she shouted.It was noon,snow all around her started melting a little too fast and it was getting difficult for her to wait for the bus. Amidst the hustle bustle of the city, she was all alone. Darkness was calling her and nothing seem to help her push the memories back and than darknes took over she was back to her old house seeing things she never wanted to see, same house same smiling faces. Taking deep breaths she pushed those memories back, trying her best not to think about it again until she was safe in her apartment that she rented far away from her old house where no one knows who and from where she is. Standing near the bus station she slowly opened her eyes again, Something or maybe someone caught her attention standing on the other side of station. Wearing full black hoodie,black jeans and a pair of black fila shoes with a dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes like an ocean ready to drown you inside, long thick eyelashes which can make a girl jealous for and pink kissable lips.

She have never seen anyone as handsome and .. beautiful as him. Her heart started beating rapidly no one no one has ever made her feel like this. She was so engaged in gawking at him that she almost missed her bus. Climbing on the bus she once again turned left to watch him but he was no longer there. Soon all her excitement started fading and she was back to her old self.

When she reached her apartment she grabbed a beer from the stock she bought a week before, she always had the stock ready. The dark memories of her past which she recalled earlier on bus station was still fresh in her mind than she remembered the guy, one that made her heart beat like crazy. She didn't noticed that a smile appeared on her lips, when she closed her eyes she could still see him in front of her. Her hand started itching to paint him in one of her canvas. It was weird experience for her as she have not painted in ages. But something about him forced her to start once again.

She pulled her bedroom door open and took out the canvas and painting materials she kept under her bed. It was covered in dust blowing the top she dusted it and started painting him. It was 4 o'clock when she was done. Looking at the painting in front of her she realised what she has done."No, no, noo", she repeated again and again. She don't want to again the same path. Never in her lifetime she wanted to repeat the history. Grabbing her phone and purse she walked out of her apartment to the nearest bar.

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