I am one of them and we are a few and only those of us understand us…
There is a type of human being who does not like to go out of the house … and they like to sit in their rooms only.. And when they go out, they miss their joyful isolation.. These are the same people who have one or two close friends and do not call anyone … They are the same ones who always * Their phones are in silent mode and do not wait That someone asks about them, rather it bothers them by asking, talking, and mixing with them… They are the same ones who open Facebook daily without talking to anyone…. They are selective in their feelings and they are the same people who love books, the sea, the desert, the winter and the quiet.. the darkness.. the music.. the movies.. and solitude they have an addiction. The same ones who are always smiling, wandering in their imagination, never hurting anyone… I am one of them and we are a few and only those of us understand us…
short story 