It was quite cold n I told my brother Vishal to pull the trolley bag. I was extremely excited for the dehradun tour daddy had planned.I wanted my daily stuff with me so I shook Vishal up with my creepy postures.I wished I could handle that excitement alone n there came my frnd shital a bit taller than me😑. My age doesn't matter, doesn't matter if I'm in kindergarten (really it doesn't 😑).Thn came this Dun Express in our Delhi station.we got up .I took the window side(really matters for me😑). we decided our berths n I took the middle one. we saw everything coming out from the virtual n leaving Doraemon in there.There was nothing that could stop us not even noddy to watch what we missed so long-a tour.A tour with family n shital(not expected). Everything was going in it's normal way so I couldn't have imagined anything bizzare in this tour could happen.
This is a true love story that didn't got any support.I used to write this in my diary but now I want you to know how hard it was for the protagonist in this story to live a life without love.