story of one day

Tweet

I was checking my old diary before I throw it out. There was nothing Important,Nothing at all. But suddenly at the very end of the diary a number, a cell phone number make me qurious. Very known number very known. But I cant remember. I searched all my phone book,my cell phone contacts,everything. But I cant find it out. I wasted my hole day thinking of that number. Very known number,whose number is this!? All on a sudden,Just before go to bed. I remember that, the number is mine.