Dear you, That wasn't a fair barter and even you know that. ~ You were like the last page of my favourite book. I flipped the page and there was nothing but just a void ahead. That day, the sun was behind the clouds. It was upset. A beautiful journey has come to an end. I packed the backpack and walked towards the main gate. I looked at the empty corridors and 12 years of my life flashed by. The blackboard at which I was never going to look again waved at me. The window panes through which I was never going to gaze at the playground waiting for the game