begin a story with the given lines in about 150-200 words.All Alone on a winter evening sitting near the beach i felt my self like a grain of sand against the vastness of see . life is .....
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. .. life is like a kite, I thought. the kite flies high with the help of the thread but when it breaks the kite start to fall down slowly. I was once like a kite with my friends, parents, relatives etc holding me high but once I left those relationships I started falling down with no hope. As I was sitting I felt the cold winter breeze and felt deeply sad inside and thought why I left others for my an sake with no achievement at all? then I started walking and saw my childhood home. suddenly something held me there. there were songs and laughter heard from the house. suddenly I had the feeling to change the result I got of my adulthood and be a human and strived to achieve success..
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