Introvert...

You were living alone because you got divorced from your husband/wife. But you had a friend who would never leave you, his name is Joey, and he promised that he wouldn't be late in his business to write you letters. So, you decide whether to wake up or not, but you still wake up and decide to check the mail. You leave the house, but you are careful not to look at people, because you are starting to be afraid of them, and people do not understand this and want to know what happened and how you are doing. You get to your mailbox, but it is empty, it is clear that Joey has not written anything yet. You go up the stairs and go back into your apartment. And so, the days go by, and with each passing day, people start moving out and putting their apartments up for sale because of you, until you find out that Joey is dead, because he has not written to you for a week. You leave your apartment to pick up the package, there was no one there, since you are now alone in this multi-story building, you pick up the package and then go back to your apartment. You are now alone, what is left for you to do?

I waited a week for a letter from Joey until I found out he was dead... "I'm alone now... Don't worry Joey, I'll be okay... someday..."