The houses were empty, and I was alone at my desk, facing this very spacious street, like a beautiful ribbon, with cars whizzing by from time to time, drawing the smell of gasoline on the wind only to be swallowed up by the depth of the night.
There was a feeling tonight - loneliness.
After speaking with her, I but felt foolish. Why was I making myself unhappy, why was I making a fool of myself. So I decided to go out and find something that would enable me to conquer my fears. Chasing my own shadow I set off, and the further I went the more scared I felt. For I was afraid to pass by the place that had once given me joy - the school. I was afraid of remembering the past and making myself sad again. I wanted to go home, I slowly turned my head to look at how dark the road I had just walked on was, at this point I was even more worried. Although the moon was lighting up the black night for me, I felt lonely.
I raised my head again and looked at the moon in the sky, it was still standing there motionless, as if telling me: you don't have to be afraid, I can accompany you through the places you are afraid of. At this point, I bravely took a big step forward, and when I got there I suddenly paused and looked at the place that had once given me joy. After that, I seemed to become strong and took a big stride forward. As I walked, I suddenly remembered the call from earlier.
I couldn't help but think about the things that made me feel miserable, and all the way I walked I kept asking myself: why is all this? I asked over and over again, but even I didn't know why I was like this. Suddenly, I met my classmate, she blocked my way, had to ask me what was wrong, but I just didn't want to tell her, I had no choice but to go through.
I went to a very silent place, a person quietly think: Why do I have to flow those indisputable tears, why do I want to make myself lose the due joy and happiness? ...... Thinking about it, I suddenly felt that I was wearing very thin, I walked along the route I just took on the way home. Just as I reached the place that made me sad, the clock struck midnight, and I quickened my pace and ran forward. When I got home, the houses were still empty, and I plopped down at my desk again and looked up at the moon once more; it was no longer alone, for there were many stars circling the moon, seeming to sing and play with it. Seeing this scene, I suddenly became stronger, and felt that I had grown up again, and should not be overwhelmed by those difficulties and frustrations, but to learn to be strong.