Chapter 1:
5 min stories to keep you company
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The rain kept echoing.
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Just like music beats.
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It was raining hard that night.
You couldn’t even see the moon.
A man dressed all in black was walking down the streets.
His hat looked new, his clothes, did not.
Despite that, he seemed in a good mood.
The man kept walking, just like he did on every rainy day.
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A sole young boy was sitting on a bench.
He was looking down.
He seemed like he didn’t care.
The rain kept falling onto his small back.
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“What’s the story, my young friend?” - The chipper man asked while sitting down.
“Leave me alone” - said the young boy.
The man smiled to himself.
He then, brought his suitcase onto his lap.
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He tapped his finger on top the cover twice.
The rain suddenly stopped.
The man then, looked at the boy and let a small soft laugh.
“I just stopped the rain in your mind”.
Before the boy could glare him back, the man burst to laughter.
“Oh gods, that’s the cheesiest thing I’ve ever said”.
“This old man is gross” - thought the boy.
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The man then opened his suitcase.
Curiously, the boy peeked at the inside.
It was completely empty.
“Ew” - The boy thought in disgust. “This man is nuts”.
Before the boy could stand up, the man pulled up a book from inside the suitcase.
“Huh?” - the kid stared at it. “I thought it was empty”.
The man opened up the book and adjusted his glasses.
“My, so your dog died. That’s so sad”.
The boy stood up in one go.
“What do you even know?!”
“Calm down, my boy” - The man smiled while he closed the book. “Arthur here would be sad”.
“Arthur?”
That’s when the boy noticed the small blond dog panting next to the man.
“Huh?! Arthur?!”
The kid could not believe his eyes.
Without thinking twice, the boy ran and hugged his dog. It’s fur got all ruffled.
“Well, aren’t you glad, my son?”
The kid looked up to the man, all teary.
“How?”
The man stood up.
“Arthur never died. It was just a bad dream.” - he smiled at him.
Before the kid could reply, the man grabbed his suitcase and left quietly.
The kid thought of quickly following him, but he heard some barking.
He turned around and saw his dog barking at someone who was getting closer.
It was his mother.
“Where have you been?” - he heard her voice, still distant.
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«Tip»
«Tip»
«Tip»
The rain kept echoing.
«Tip»
«Tip»
«Tip»
Just like music beats.
It was raining hard that night.
You couldn’t even see the moon.
A man dressed all in black was walking down the streets.
His hat looked new, his clothes, did not.
Despite that, he seemed in a good mood.
The man kept walking, just like he did on every rainy day.
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