Long time ago in my building,in the fourth floor lived the Stewarts.
They were very strange people.In that house lived Mr. and Mrs. Stewart along with their two children.We never used to see them around during the day.They were always personal and never used to talk to anyone.We never used to see them except for one day when my son David told me,"Mama ,you know Darren is going at night alone somewhere."I was surprised to hear that Darren,the Stewarts first son who Mrs Stewarts told was suffering from polio going out alone ,that also at 12 midnight.
I dint try to find out why but was thinking of it for a long time during the day.On the 25th of the month,I my son was about to receive his Ssc results.The day came an he secured 92%.So i distributed sweets among all friends.
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