_The Stranger_

A stranger has become a friend, who is three years older than me. Big brother of a boy, who is toper and free. That stranger laugh on me and me too, I burn in anger, when he replies late. He remain a stranger but still we talk a lot.
Sometimes the first text will be from my side and last will be always from his. The stranger in the contect now days a little famous in the whatsapp. We talk a lot, but not after 00:00 o’clock.

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