=> Let bygones by bygones <=
People cannot grasp it when it no longer stays, but fades away and vanishes. Everything is in vain and her effort comes to nothing. With lament and sorrow seared deeply in her heart, she felt depressed and hopeless.
One evening after school, Squirrel sat leisurely on her soft sofa revising her test. “Let me send Guchi a message, well, what is Guchi doing now?” said in caring way with anxiety. A few seconds passed, a “beep” sound woke her up. So tired and dizzy she opened the phone and read the message. She was shocked as if she were attacked by a ferocious leopard. She was motionless. The phone dropped from her hands and she did not have the intention of picking it up. “Ah! The phone falls on the floor finally” She just stood still, feeling petrified and stunned for seconds, minutes, and hours... She still held her hand as if she were holding something. “Am I still in the dream? It must be that!” coaxed my self. Never had it occurred to me that I would have met such shocking and unbelievable thing as this. “Ah! I don’t believe it!” she shrieked.
She tried to pinch her herself to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming. “Sigh! I feel the pain!”
“Can I ask the time to stop at this moment? I don’t wanna go any further.” She said in deep desperation. What she did before meant nothing to Guchi. She used to hear the sweet chirping of the birds and the crystal-clear skies. She used to chat with Guchi whenever she is in difficulties and troubles. She used to vent her anger on Guchi because she knew that Guchi would never leave Squirrel. It IS a promise.
Squirrel just stood where she stood, Squirrel just recalled what she wanted to recall. “Please stop it!” Outside the house, people were doing on their own thing. Time passed by and by. The earth rotated day and night. Whoever noticed this pity one. Watching the spellbinding scene of sunset, people got different feeling depending on the mood they had when watching the sunset. Squirrel used to feel the love and care when watching the sunset. People could take a rest after a day’s work and get enough strength to start a new fruitful day. At this very moment, she felt nothing as if the world came to an end. Sad or joyful? Who knows?
Things never go smoothly. Things change swiftly and uncontrollably. Who guarantee that what your life is?
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