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Perfect Timing

I open the windows of my 18th floor apartment’s bedroom and let the cold air hit my face, ruffle my long, straight hair, and take away all the thoughts stuffed in my head since the past hour.

How could someone be so ignorant? So lost in their own little world that nothing else ever comes into their consideration?

*Inhale – Exhale – Inhale – Exhale*

How can someone not get tired of listening to the same old parrot sayings, “Everything will be fine, It’ll all get okay, Everything will fall in place, Timing is wrong, The person is wrong, It’s not meant to be.”

*Inhale – Exhale – Inhale – Exhale*

I let out a little laugh thinking about how everyone seemed so unaffected by the consequences of something so disastrous.

*Inhale – Exhale – Inhale – Exhale*

Once the sun set, she wiped the butcher’s knife, placed it in a perfect angle, took the suitcase with the boy’s body and threw it over the window.

Everything will now be fine. It was just the perfect timing.

 
 
 

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