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The Stranger

Mr Green moved into a fertile neighbourhood, the soil felt pleasant underneath his feet, and the landscape looked good but right above him, he saw Men with broad shoulders, throwing shades over him, like trees... Within a while, the atmosphere turned cold because the friendly temperature had diminished, therefore eye contacts became blurry, for water froze to ice, below zero degrees... As winter approached, social activities reproached, even students were forced to stay back home, regardless the payment of their tuition fees, Green loved the chill of summer, but now in the absence of the Sun, he began shedding tears in relieve indoors, as he craved for love as warm as a cuddle, while praying relentlessly without seizing, for a new season, most nights on his knees, afterwards he contemplated to leave that branch of the city back to his grass roots, considering that, his new house felt even colder because the roof was made up of a thatch of leaves, detached together by his pompous, shady neighbours, who wouldn't agree to disagree, He was young, strong and full of life, not scared of change for he was quite adventurous, lived in several places, among diverse races, to the point that he had lost count of faces, most of whom he might never see, Somewhere along the way, in pursuit of destiny, his emotions drowned in a certain storm that occurred on a wave length across seven seas, while he was travelling to acquire knowledge in exposure, over sees, so he decided to move on in one peace, not out of fear but due to the fact that, his brilliance always broke the hearts of his dark surroundings into tiny, envious pieces and more also, if a fight sprouts out in the woods, who would be the referee?, Finally, he sacrificed his pride by casting down his crown, then gave away his time into memory lane, without requesting for a dime from his brief experience while leaving among strangers who encompassed him like bees, hence he braced himself up knowing that, being different was not a crime, then booked a flight scheduled to depart at noon by three, Thereafter folded his Green sleeves, put some ripe fruits and a jar of fresh milk, into his travelling bag and ventured into nature, in order to set his productive mind free.

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