I was cleaning my room last weekend. Changed bedding, wiped floor, and organized closet. Those are the things I needed to do. Tiring, yeah, but I got no choice.
While I was organizing my closet, there I saw a plastic bag which is hanging at the very back of it. I knew that bag. I knew it has some stuff which few months back, I didn’t want to see. I didn’t want to remember any of it. That’s the main reason I tried my very best, at least, not to throw it, but just to hide it. Read the rest of this entry »