6 Pack up day - 1

*Third POV*

With her earphones on shaking her hand along as the music play, taking another bite of her already half-eaten oreo biscuit.

'I would have stuffed the entire one but I don't want to chock my self dam after one time I already did'

Walking upstairs towards her apartment building with the bag back of her shoulder. Coming back from the shopping list given by her mom.

'The list given by mom for the shopping is the odder from the higher up if the one says no kick out of the home sweet home. Bring the list or don't come, being broke have to be the list. If I had the wanny wanny I would have already moved in S.K'

Anjali sniffs as the sad song being played which only made her thoughts get sadder and sadder than before.

"10 saddest stories of the anime, supper saddest!!" wiping the fake tears from her eyes.

Huffing in response already feeling tired with the first-floor climbing and a bag filled with all grocery and other stuff. Taking the last bite of the cookie looking up the stairs.

"Oh, dam more two floors to go" Anjali mumbles under her breath.

"Wait!!"

With that, the lights turn off and once again the white screen turns on making Anjali blink her eyes a few times.

"What was that for?" Anjali asked seeing herself down from her usual centre part of the stage.

"Well, well you forgot to introduce yourself," Viddhi said making Simran nod her head in response.

"So here we are going to introduce you"

"Why?" Anjali asked,

"Security can we get that person thrown out from her" Viddhi said

"Wai-wait why am I being thrown out of my own imagination here wait hellooo noo wait you caAAANNT DO THIA TO MEEE!!" with that one big guy with build-up body walks picking up Anjali by her bag she was wearing walking out of the back door. Leaving the voice echoing behind her as it finally stops.

"Let's get started"

"Yes, we should" Simran replied snapping her finger with that the screen changes making the picture of Anjali appearing upon the screen. With a tooth smile hair cut more shot reaching under her chin.

"NOOOOOOOooooooooooo ANYTHING BUT NOT THAttttt!!!" the voice of Anjali echoes around the theatre Who was already in a high speed running towards the stage.

The picture of her toothy smiles has the stain of lipstick on her teeth and the blush over her forehead rather than her cheeks and finally the eye eyeliner pulled a longer line.

"I love this picture," Viddhi said looking towards the screen.

"Yes, my daughter used to do her makeup so cutely in the past," Simran said making Viddhi nod her head in agreement.

"Her teeth used to smile"

"Her forehead used to blush," Simran said wiping the non-existing tears away from her cheeks with the hanky along with that blowing her nose.

With that Anjali jumps upon the stage before she could reach the screen only to fall flat on her face.

"Ouch!" both of them mumbles under their breath.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you alive?" both of them said at the same time

With that rising her hand up snapping her finger as the screen blanks for a second only to come up with another picture. Making the kitchen hell along with that making the hell of herself.

The picture of Anjali cooking with the flow over her cheek along with the food all over her apron and on the floor along with that. Over the stove food getting almost burned and the soup falling out of the container like a waterfall.

"I thankful the house burned down and our stomach is safe to thanks to her mother," Viddhi huffs at the end.

"Yes, as we had to join the squad for cleaning" Siman signs in response.

"Wha-what the," lifting her head up glaring towards Viddhi which only made to raise her bow in response. With that Viddhi snaps, her finger making the screen goes blank for seconds.

The photo of Anjali appears of her standing in front of the wall with wings painted behind it. Short hair reaching to her shoulder. Wearing a white top upon it a navy blue jacket and a headset on her head.

Showing two-finger over her eyes closed a wide smile over her lips. The dim sunlight falling upon her face making giving her a shine of a tan look of the setting sun.

"Here it is our Anjali, Anjali she is 19 years old girl, who is a totally crazy and the short in hight one," Viddhi said

"and?"

"That's all gurl we have to go back to reality"

"Wh­-the"

Breathing out Anjali take a last bite of the sweet little Oreo cookie.

"Hmm too way yummy the more you eat the more you desire to eat."

"At last I fill my tummy with food. Poor one didn't have food for 2 hours. But not to worry as you are my part of my world it's because of you my heartbeats. So I have to take care of you filled all you desire right Timmy... Oh, tell me Timmy what do you desire my love? Hm~" Anjali mumbles to herself patting the small puff on her stomach.

Brain: it seems you made a new lover rather than your diary... And me

Me: it's not like that, are you jealous brainy, I love you all. Except for one who are rude, and overdramatic ones out there for no reasons.

Brain: yeah I know I hate them too.

Me: you will hate too isn't it obvious you are me.. and I am you. Just like ah? Huh, I'm just like you!! You are just like me!!! You know right.?

Brain: yeah I know that!!! I don't know what sin I did in my past life to be your part...

Me: but you are that one that's crazy that makes me crazy. Brain and it's you who make me think this way so? Isn't that I did something in my past life to be a part of you?

Brain: ...

Me: .... .....

Brain: shut up

Me...

"What the hell am I thinking dude. I think I'm going to go insane more and a more sad story for a poor gurl like me" shaking her head removing the key out of her pocket unlocking the door. Anjali pauses for a moment seeing a pair of familiar shoes and sneakers out.

Entering the house as she licks her lips closing the door main door behind her. Walking through the hallway towards the kitchen, removing her bag off of her shoulders placing it down.

"What are they doing inside?" Anjali asked herself that making her way towards the bedroom.