Night Writings: The Girl in the Boater Hat

It's drizzling outside. Once again, she opens the door and suddenly can feels the cold night air blowing through her. She's smiling watching the raindrops falling down off the sky one by one. Somehow, she reminds and recalls all those memories about him, not with him. 'Cause they were never been together.

It just happens in her fantasy only. To be with that guy who always can makes her feels better than he could thought. She comes back inside to takes her boater just for walks aways through the rain. The "J" letter suddenly appears in her sight. But she quickly shakes her head, throwing the all-things about him. She won't remembering him, at least for tonight.

And here she is again. Under the night sky. Dancing like there's no tomorrow. There're many moves she made. Moonwalk, a bit of ballet, or her own 'freestyle' dance moves. She just loves it, dancing.

What makes her glad is because it's night already and drizzling. That means, no body's out there, so she can dances as crazy as she wants. Till tired. Takes some nap. And starts typing this story.

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