#Afictionalstory

“You!” “Why are you here?” Swiftly looking behind me. I ask with a startled tone. How did you get here? I mean…. Why?” “I came to hide from the world.” 

“That’s next impossible,” “You are doing it right now,” She seems to be happy after the climb. “but you found me, “I state. 

“I thought there would never be a second time, “I state with hidden agitation and vivid suspicion. “I didn’t follow you. My third time.” She speaks lightly. 

“I will be leaving.” 

“Soon?” she asks with a puzzled look. “I was on my way.”

©joeln