A figure stood at the gate, their silhouette barely visible in the fading light. Uncertain whether to approach or stay back, I felt a sense of unease creeping over me. Who could it be at this hour? Was it a friend, a stranger, or someone with malicious intent? As I debated silently with myself, the figure shifted slightly, as if sensing my hesitance.
I took a deep breath and cautiously made my way towards the gate, my heart pounding in my chest. With each step, the figure came into clearer view, revealing a familiar face that I hadn’t seen in years. Relief washed over me as I recognized the visitor.
We exchanged greetings and caught up on lost time, reminiscing about the past and sharing stories of our present lives. The unexpected reunion at the gate turned out to be a sweet reminder of the unpredictability of life and the importance of cherishing the connections we make along the way.
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