Below you will find verbatim records of telephone numbers from 281780000 - 281789999

The moonlight reflecting in the lake looks beautiful. Stanley stands there watching towards the lake. He sees a girl 28178standing near the tree beside their mansion.He does not recognise her and thinks she may have newly arrived here.He watches her closing her eyes and shaking her head and body as if she is singing a song.He watches her for a long time until he hears Grandma calling out for him and goes back to have dinner.Empty desks flooded the room, but Sam chose the one in the very back, as secluded as possible. I was the only one around, seated directly to his right 28178. I suddenly had the urge to tell him that no one sat there but me, but I wasn't that vivacious. Neither was I a jerk. So I stayed silent as he sat back in his chair and silently surveyed the class. This happened every day. Our homework was to read some part of our textbook, whatever Coach had sort-of-but-not-really taught us the day before, and we'd 'discuss it with each other' the next day. Sam turned and looked at me for a minute. Sudden regret ripped through me 28178. Why in the world did I tell him that? Sam was finally really looking at me. Not just looking at me, he seemed to be judging every aspect of me, looking into my past with those annoyingly warm eyes. I shrank back a bit into my chair and folded my arms, resorting to stare at my Walmart sneakers. But there was something floating in the back of his voice, something that sounded like mild interest. Perhaps he really had seen something inside of me; maybe somewhere in my eyes when I said it, there was a sparkle of something unknown, something hidden away, something human. Something of the person I used to be so long ago.Accompanied with my own thoughts I sauntered the streets. 28178 was a city where it's crowded but my route was deserted. It was cold and yeah the unlucky me forgot to wear socks again. When my mom would say that socks protect you the most from cold I would laugh but today was as if her sayings were mocking me instead. I saw a girl standing near the pole, she seemed pretty. My consciousness told me not to look at her but I behaved like that stereotypical character of every horror movie that would become curious at the very wrong moment. I looked at her but her hair were all over her face so I just controlled and continued my little journey to home. My feet hurt, I've walked to my home many times from the university but it was never this prolonged or it was never this abandoned. The moon looked so bewitching that I wanted to take a picture I turned back to take my phone out of my backpack but I saw that girl a few steps behind me but the strange thing was that I never heard footsteps if she was walking behind me all this time.I didn't feel like making up an excuse anyway. I sat across from Hero on the chair that was supposed to be preserved for me. What took you so long. My mom calmly said cutting a piece of meat with her knife. I tensed a little making eye contact with Hero. Uh...the princess and I....we were taking a walk in the garden. Hero explained quietly to my mom as she noded with pleasure. Just the answer she needed to hear. My father 28178 on the other hand protested with disagreement How come you came earlier then? Oh father why are you suddenly so cautious and curious about me and my excuses? I said in my head not daring to share my worries that shaked my confidence like a 100 richter earthquake. Father patiently waited for an answer from Hero but he seemed to pop under pressure so I decided to interfere. I...I tripped and fell. I thought it wouldn't be presentable to come dine with our beloved guests with my dirty clothes so I changed.