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I turn the page only to find a beautiful painting of children in shabby clothes, their face lit with smile and laughter and a young man in uniform, smiling ear to ear, sharing happiness among those children. There were 3 children on the whole and he was ruffling the hair of a kid!

'Beautiful!' I exhaled. 'She drew me!!!Wait! yeah, I made that keychain to that bag myself, so yeah! it's me!!!!,' I was elated. The estacity of of being painted so beautifully, really made my heart fluttered. 'What is she!? She's a beautiful artist!I want to see how she looked like!', I thought subconsciously.

There was written something below, which read, "To smile like that....Is it fine for a person to move on? Can I smile the same way as he did? Can I also spread the happiness likewise him?😤"

'Yes, of course!! you can!' I mused.

I turn my head to the adjacent page.Suddenly my phone buzzed that drew my concentration away. I see a message from Rob, that read ∆ Dude, where the hell are you? if see this message me back!!!!😬 ∆ This is not important now!Ugh!

∆ I'm home, mom called me, so I had to rush! ∆ I messaged him back though it was a lie. A total lie!

∆ Lucky man! That English bitch has been nagging at our class on this first day! ∆

∆ Keke...enjoy.gotcha go! catch u later fil'o∆ I messaged and removed my phone from vibration mode.

'I focused back to the journal, that wasn't interesting but I can feel something that is reflecting me.'