Terrace-A Short Story, I Saw A Girl From Terrace Of My Home. Sometimes, I Think It's A Chance Event To See Her When I Stayed On The Terrace. Because, When I Would Go To My Terrace Suddenly She Entered To My Street With A Killing Smile.One Day I Stand On My Terrace Suddenly We Both Have Eye Contact With Each Other. She Smiled, The I Smiled. That Was The Day When We Talked Each Other At First Time Without Saying Anything Else..... Terrace-A Short Story, I Saw A Girl From Terrace Of My Home. #Terrace#Story#Saw#Girl#Chance#Event#Enter#Street#Killing#Smile#Eye#Contact#FirstTime.............
