Lone Girl

It was 2 p.m. That day was very hot . I was walking along the road and listening to the music . Finally I reached at the park . No one was there. I just opened my diary and started to write something. Sound of birds was making the atmosphere extraordinary. Suddenly the leaves started to fall down . Wind blew slowly -slowly . Weather was becoming more romantic. A beautiful girl entered there. She was upset. That sadness on her face was like stain on the moon . The atmosphere turned into storm . It was raining heavily . We were under the tree. That proximity was unexplainable. She was continously looking at the rain and I was staring her. Her wet hair reminded me about her. But she was different from this one . This one was unaware about the world. Perhaps she also couldn't pass the exan . "Isn't it awesome? " she asked . "No , I hate this" , I replied. "Why" , she asked. " can't sit here now " , I replied . "Writer's atmosp...