‘Nobody understands me except my friends. And I am going to meet them’ – she screamed with tears streaming down her eyes and ran outside. There she was. Holding them in her arms, she felt complete. They understood her solitude. They provided her everything without expectations. Smelling them, she felt calm. Books! Ah, her ultimate companions.
P.S. - This 55fiction is based on the below photo prompt provided by Write Tribe