A Short Prose

There was a full moon in the sky. The sun was beginning to set. The sky turned a dark purple while the thousand lights of lamps illuminated the windows of the city. The sun sunk further into the horizon and the sky turned black. You could spot a few stars behind the skyscrapers as you stare out of your window. The house felt cold, but you didn’t mind. Inside, you felt warm; as warm as the hot cocoa in your mug. A cozy blanket was wrapped around you. You felt happy, at peace. Earlier, you felt angry at the world, you felt alone, you felt afraid, but not anymore. Tomorrow was a new day.


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