Mystery Story

Around 2 o'clock in the morning, suddenly the house fell down to the ground. I went inside and saw what kind of strange people there were, but I did not understand what they were saying. What they were doing, I'm walking around. Making strange noises. If they look like me, why can't I understand their language, there is something hidden, how can I understand this mystery? Who will help me here??.

Suddenly my house fell down to the ground, now I have to learn the language of the people here, otherwise I will not able to know who is saying what and whether they will help me or not. I have to go up, I have to go up with my house. How can I stay under the soil for a long time, I am suffocating. I have to get out of here as soon as possible.

After trying again and again, the one book was finally taken. When I learned about it, they thought I was their friend. What happened suddenly, the place where I felt unbreathable, finally became my own, I started living there happily. I liked that world. The people there fell in love with me, and I decided to stay there forever. 

Life is like that, sometimes people want to get away from it, but time and luck get them in such a way that they can't get away. I felt the same way with me. The world that I was trying to escape from, finally became my breath. Then suddenly one day what happened, how my house and I started rising up, how this mystery happened, nothing is known. I was screaming, leave me, leave me, I want to be down, that atmosphere has come and gone. But still, I couldn't get free, couldn't go down again.

From this, I learned that the situation teaches us how to take it slowly wherever it takes us. And I was coming up with my house. And the secret of the dream remained half.