After all that had happened I did not wanted to talk to anyone . What I saw and whatever I felt , I really wanted to keep it concise to me . I did not feel like socializing . Going to college started feeling like a burden to me . I started going alone to college and if someone tried to meet me or stop me , I would run away . I started feeling like a psycho and I used to come back home as soon as possible . Slowly slowly I started bunking the classes and my attendance was below 60 percent . For first few weeks , it felt like it is meaningless to live . Whenever I slept , I used to hear carols voice in my head and used to relieve those memories and those special time that we have spent together . I used to question myself everyday that what was my mistake ? what went wrong ? Am I not good en
