Ernie was walking towards her apartment building. She was kind of out of it because of the shocking news of their boss.
"It was supposed to be a really nice and delightful day, " Ernie said.
"But it turned out to be one of the worst days of my life, " Ernie added.
She was walking down the quiet street with a box of cake in one of her hands. Ernie looked at the box in her hand.
Celebrating my achievement? Or a farewell from my work? This situation is so messed up. My plan to work this semester break turned to ashes all of a sudden.
Ernie looked at the moonless sky. It was like the sky also sympathized with what she had felt right at that moment. It was very dark. It reflected what her situation was right at that moment.
What am I going to do now? It is really hard to find a job tha
