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a very unic coincidence

     Today is my first day in the University ! ,I can't believe it's finally happening, after all the suffering all the madness all the misery  I had to go through,and now here I am waiting for the buss to come and pick me up , and it cam ,that huge bus that here in Algeria takes for free the students of the University to their Universities , however just because it's free doesn't mean that you'll find where to sit if you come late ,luckily i came early enough to pick up any place I like ,and I chosed the sit in front the window , I kept looking at some poor women who kept bagging for help ,she was very young but at such a young age she was already a mother ,she was holding  a boy between her hands , holding him so tightly that I kept wondering myself how hard must it be for him to breath ,but he soul already left his body ,you could feel the pain of the young mother ,some may think that she is supposed to feel released because she is poor and that child was only suffering and making harder for his mother, but that child was in the contrary that only thing that made that young woman happy,and now that source of happiness is gone ,and the mother should now face the world alone , I got distracted by a very handsome man that came to help the young women ,I knew that Algerian men were astonishing but ,there was something about this men that made him very unique​ ,As if he came from another country , he was in one word prefect ,i would die if someone looking that good would even bother himself to actually even talk to me ,but with my face and with my of talking, that is NEVER gonna happen ,you see it's not just that I don't have THAT amount f beauty but it's that I don't know how to talk ,I am simply a very shy girl ,that needs time to give her approval if someone deserves to talk to me or not ,I didn't sleep well last time ,so as soon as the bus started to move ,I took the chance to sleep a little bit, after awhile someone was calling me but in English ! Here in Algeria we speak Arabic, so it was very wierd if someone spoke in English ,I opened my eyes slowly, and for a second I thought that I was still dreaming ,there he was ,with his beautiful features , smiling to me ,such a beautiful smile that could revel a dimple in his left cheek ,and his voice ,that angelic voice ,it was so deep so beautiful,as if he came from another world ,he asked if he could sit next to me ,I nodded ,and there he was just few milimeters between us , he was apparently lost so tried to help him out ,or rather was that simply an excuse to talk to him ,his name was Abraham ,and he was 4 years older than me ,he came from England ,but didn't say exactly way he came ,WE talked for hours till the bus stoped ,I couldn't believe how time passed and neither did he ,we entered to the university and then he excused himself,and then disappeared