PARODY OF A TEACHER

PARODY OF A TEACHER

Thursday, February 10, 2011


silence. silence, but now it is longer. pause. stop. then, here comes another. unbearable. deafening! she wanted to shout, scream, shriek, cry in contempt but nothing comes out. no words were heard. it was all silence...long and deafening. tears flowed flooding her face; she sat in a corner, whimpered like a pup, but it was fruitless, the feeling was still the same. she looked battered, felt broken and abused. how would she get up? how would she start? everything was gone, and she was lost...

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