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Why do times in life when you're in the middle of your good works and you watch them crumbling exist? Times where you're lost in horrid thoughts. Times when you feel like whatever you do always turns to something even worst. When you keep trying but you just have failure shoved into your face.
Those times have one and only purpose to strengthened you. But few sees it from that angle, many ended up subdued and lose hope.
Some got knocked down but debated if they would bounce back up. David just happened to be one of them.
He was seated on his bed, staring at void, millions of thought crossed his mind. Thoughts of all kinds, but they only one he had grabbed was this one.
He reached for his laptop with a hiss. Two days gone by with Kyle's word pending.
He cracked it opened, hitting the power button. He watch the laptop go on.
He did all the necessaries till he got to the dialing point. He drew back his hand in hesitation.
