“Hey! Jane” I wave my hands and shout to a dark shadow far away from
me. The shadow there seems to be my friend. However the person is ambiguous.
It’s already past the appointed time, and I finally see her. “Jane, is that
you?” even though I has started asking, I already verify that the person must
be her. No one else would walk to a lonely street in the early morning, which
the sun has just risen. She seems silent and calm, and her face is not turning
towards me.
I dash to her, waving exaggerated and
shouting loudly to my dear friend. Why doesn’t she notice me yet? I feel
confused and a little bit aggrieved. Her late arrival and her indifferent
attitude make me consider if she cares about me. She looks like a quiet
machine, which would never respond my passion. Have I done anything wrong? Why
does she ignore me? I definitely feel extremely disappointed and heartbroken.
I hear the noise of people's step and stop
walking. Then, a gust of wind comes to my back. “What?” I’m been frightened.
“What are you looking for dude? I’m here, and sorry for being late.” I look
back, and see a familiar face with warm smile. That's my friend. So what is
that shadow? I ask myself. However, it doesn’t matter, and I would never tell
her about my mistaken identity.
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