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As I waited for the traffic signal to turn green before crossing the street, nothing astonished me anymore. Many individuals are engrossed in their phones, and some are rushing to get to work on time, whereas I recently graduated from university and have no idea what awaits me in life. My only hope is that some company will hire me to help support my financial needs, as my father has been in a coma for months and we have run out of money due to his hospital bills.
I sat on a bench and dialed my friend's number to come pick me up, but no one answered.
I moaned and fist-clenched. Now I'm going to catch a bus to the hospital to see my mother.
That's correct. I'm going to see them because my mother hasn't phoned me today, and I'm curious about what's going on with her and my father.
When I got on the bus, it was completely filled; there was one place at the back, and when I moved up there, a woman my age had already sat in that seat and with an empty seat she put her bag in that precious seat. Seriously, how could she do something like that? I merely sighed and remained standing where I was.
The people there were looking at my big sized long sleeves, maybe they were thinking I borrowed this from someone.
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