Déjà vu

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That day, the rain reminded me like a yellow umbrella, and what a day for the saints it was. All hallows eve.
When I looked in the mirror, I was terrified, and my fear was reflected in my eyes.
But then I noticed something: a yellow umbrella. I grinned. The umbrella appeared to be the answer to my prayers, with a unique hue in the crowd, a forest fragrance, and the sound of thunder.
My eyes locked looked at the yellow umbrella. From where I was, it was graceful and conveyed similar feelings as the first day I saw it.

De Ja Vu

My mind jogged cautiously with a sensation of eagerness. Under the yellow umbrella, I needed to know who I admired. I drew in a deep breath, hoping to get a glimpse of her smile. It is the only memory I have of her.

I murmured something. A silent prayer she was the one.

The lights reflected across my window, which I was standing in.
It piqued her interest. She began to raise her eyes, and there it was. Her smile was really stunning.

I saw her face for the first time through the rain when she looked at me. With that smile on her face, she waved. I couldn't help but draw the perfect smile as we synced with our hearts and mind.

I finally found the one.



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De Javu is always an interesting topic. Oh yeah, is this a story about finding? Interesting. @dante31

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Yes, indeed it is. The end is opened to interpretations

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Interesting. I usually have this feeling but not long ago I got to know the meaning of Deja vu.

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