Dead End: No way out

Dead End: No way out

Curiosity helps in many ways. But sometimes it kills. Neer is an 16 year old normal school going boy who gets friends due to his ability, observing. But his weakness is curiousity. life takes a different turn after he sees that...

published on November 03, 2017not completed

daily routine

daily routine I was walking on the road casually. everything was as usual. Mrs Sally's Cat has eaten the market's fish again, Olive ,our newspaper boy tripped on the road , AGAIN. Lisa, The so called beauty of our colony, screamed seeing her zit, which was a tiny dot, AGAIN. And I was on the road, in the peek of summer, still going to High school, even though i should get a break. We have a test today and i don't think i am well prepared . i was too lazy to study. i was playing football with our fellow classmates but was distracted by a person, a suspicious person, i followed and realised that they were our relatives. People say, um, my mom and dad say im too curious and it's a big PROBLEM. well i don't care. i like what i am.

Eating my toast, i was going on walking. i was looking at people going together to school in groups. this is our first year to the high school and i didn't make any friends yet. probably i'll make some. i have to. or else i am gonna have a boring year ahead. i am kinda introverted but i find friendship interesting and as i never had a real friend, close friend, i never know how it is. maybe sweet .

Everyone was cheerful and chattering. it was like today is a school trip not an exam. no one was quite serious about the test. i was a bit satisfied.
I saw a girl with silky green hair, standing in a corner reading a book , seriously. and i thought "ooh i was wrong. there is actually some..ahem i mean one who is serious. maybe she's very smart. well she looked smart but who knows, looks can be deceiving. but ..hey she does seem working hard." she slowly picked her handkerchief from the pocket. she nose was running. she coughed  hard. her purple eyes were indicating  she was tired.  "should i talk to her?" i muttered to myself

I didn't know what to say. "Hey! You have some really pretty hair. Where  do you buy those kinda wigs?" i spoke
She didn't say anything but gave me a look like What the hell's wrong with you
"Uh nevermind, hehe" i smiled and ran from there
"Damn it, something's really wrong with me" i regretted about what i said and sat on a bench.
"You really have no idea on how to start a conversation, do you?" said a guy , standing behind me
"Um..who are you?" i asked him
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