8 January 2012
On the night after 2011, everyone was having a party to celebrate the new year. This story takes place a little after one of these parties, after everyone has left, and on the balcony of one man's home. His name is Allen, he's a simple guy, nothing more, and he was just staring off into the distance. At the bright city off in the distance. When his friend saw him and decided she should talk to him. "So..." She began "Think you might enjoy the new year?" Said she.
"Probably not..." replied Allen.
"How come? Aside the whole... End of the world and all, I'm pretty this year is gonna be great." she said
"Well I'm not too sure anymore, the year before was a drag, and the year before that one was even worse... I'm just assuming that maybe this year will be just as bad as the others, as if everything happened in a cycle. I just don't have much faith in this year."
"Well, maybe this year will be different, maybe this year, you'll get a good job, start a new life, one with happiness on every corner. Did you ever think like that for once? Who knows, maybe the love of your life will confess or something."
"Oh please, I don't have someone like that..."Said he.
"Well maybe you do," said she "maybe you just haven't found her yet... Because I just know that she has at least seen you..."
They both turned quiet... Not a word between them. "Well," she began"I have to go. But just remember, if you need help with something, anything, I'm here for you..."
"..." and soon after, she left and he was left alone.
"Anything huh... She's certainly a great friend to stay committed to something like that" and here is where our story ends, friends, but who knows? Maybe we'll see Allen in later stories...
A Story On New Years • Opuss № I