Day 8

            As the meteorologist said, the rain stopped in the morning but it still was cloudy.

            At the university I was happy because I was going to work on the project later. And Kris was happy too because he finally found the person he was going to write about in his project. I just wished him luck.

            On my way to Jongin’s dance studio I could feel the sunrays warming my face and body. Arrived there, I tried to open the door but it didn’t budge so I made my way to the window. The sun was shining over the smoky windows. I stepped closer. From the outside everything seemed abandoned and painted in an ugly shade of grey. I freaked out and took a step back. The fear began to swallow me like a lion swallowing its prey. My heart beats started to increase.

            “It’s just an illusion…I’m tired…”