Sitting in a corner, she felt like an intruder. She felt like she doesn`t belong here.Like her existence was an accident, it should have happened in another lifetime, another planet, another Universe. Somewhere else. Anywhere else but here...she wasn`t one of them. She was a stranger. How could she belong here, where she couldn`t be herself, where they judged her, where they weren`t listening, didn`t care? It was a strange world. She was a stranger. She couldn`t find not even a single soul like her`s. It wasn`t her place. She didn`t belong here. She was a stranger. It hurt. All this time she tried to be one of them, tried to fit in. But she wasn`t meant to be here. It was a mistake. She desired so bad to be like them, to forget all about those thoughts. But she was different. She was a stranger. And it hurt. It killed her. There was never anyone able to understand. She started running, faster and faster on the streets. No one seemed to notice, to care. She kept running, she hoped that she would finally get to that place she belonged to. But all she saw were the same buildings&streets, same mockingly people. She was a stranger. She stopped in the middle of the street, She saw a car approaching faster and faster. "I have to escape from this world!" she thought. So she stood still. The car approached with speed. Then it became dark....
