Create a story based on the following prompt: "Every time I try to leave my college campus, I find that I get turned around. I haven't left in weeks. I want to leave."
system
nimnlikhit sanket ke aadhaar par ek kahani banaaen: "har baar jab main apane college ke parisar ko chhodane kii koshish karata hum, to mujhe lagata he ki main ghumta hum. main hafton main nahin choda. main chhodana chahta hum."
user
yah meri bhavishyavaanee kaa pachchis din he.
aap dekhie, lagbhag ek maheene pehle, main apane college ke parisar se ek mile kii duuri par, ek sthaneey coffee shop main jane ke liye gaya tha.main ek iced latte ko taras rahaa tha, or apni pariksha ke liye adhyayan karte samay drishyon kaa ek badlaav laane ke liye campus librari ko chhodana chahta tha.jab main parisar ke ant main pahunch gaya, haalanki, kuch akathaneey hua.har baar jab maine campus property se chalanaa shuru kiya, to main chaaron ore ghumta.isse pehle ki mujhe iskaa ehsaas hota, main puri tarah se vipareet disha main chal rahaa hota, thik apane dorm kii ore.
maine sochaa, sabase pehle, ki mujhe bas ek jhapai kii jarurat thi - main padhai se bahut thak gaya tha or semester mere maansik swasthya par toll le rahaa tha.
lekin agle din, vahi sateek baat phir se hui.main darane laga tha.maine duusare kshetra se parisar se chalane kii koshish kii, lekin yahi baat hui.main nahin chhod sakaa.
ab pachchis din ho gaye hai.maine keval campus kaa khaanaa khaaya he, or maine campus se utarane ke liye lagaataar koshish kii he.sabase daraavna hissaa he, jab bhi main is bare main kisi or se baat karne kii koshish karata hum, to ve mujhe ek khaali ghoorna or ek anaavashyak muskaan dete hai.
mujhe lagata he ki kuch bahut bhayaavah mujhe yahan chahta he.
assistant
<|system|>
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<|user|>
nimnlikhit sanket ke aadhaar par ek kahani banaaen: "har baar jab main apane college ke parisar ko chhodane kii koshish karata hum, to mujhe lagata he ki main ghumta hum. main hafton main nahin choda. main chhodana chahta hum."</s>
<|assistant|>
yah meri bhavishyavaanee kaa pachchis din he.
aap dekhie, lagbhag ek maheene pehle, main apane college ke parisar se ek mile kii duuri par, ek sthaneey coffee shop main jane ke liye gaya tha.main ek iced latte ko taras rahaa tha, or apni pariksha ke liye adhyayan karte samay drishyon kaa ek badlaav laane ke liye campus librari ko chhodana chahta tha.jab main parisar ke ant main pahunch gaya, haalanki, kuch akathaneey hua.har baar jab maine campus property se chalanaa shuru kiya, to main chaaron ore ghumta.isse pehle ki mujhe iskaa ehsaas hota, main puri tarah se vipareet disha main chal rahaa hota, thik apane dorm kii ore.
maine sochaa, sabase pehle, ki mujhe bas ek jhapai kii jarurat thi - main padhai se bahut thak gaya tha or semester mere maansik swasthya par toll le rahaa tha.
lekin agle din, vahi sateek baat phir se hui.main darane laga tha.maine duusare kshetra se parisar se chalane kii koshish kii, lekin yahi baat hui.main nahin chhod sakaa.
ab pachchis din ho gaye hai.maine keval campus kaa khaanaa khaaya he, or maine campus se utarane ke liye lagaataar koshish kii he.sabase daraavna hissaa he, jab bhi main is bare main kisi or se baat karne kii koshish karata hum, to ve mujhe ek khaali ghoorna or ek anaavashyak muskaan dete hai.
mujhe lagata he ki kuch bahut bhayaavah mujhe yahan chahta he.</s>
