THE SILENT VOICE
The young girl was standing at the door smiling back at the younger child's smile when she saw a creepy hand reaching for her breast and grabbed it with the immense force. The daylight turned into night dark for a moment, now the realisation hit her and she left so statue. She tried to hide her tears and raise her voice but her sweet voice lost in the gigantic laughter of her own people. Now she was afraid of each eye sight of men, changed her straight body to curvy as a turtle, and chose to silent the voice as she buried her innocent screaming voice with the fragrance of the white flowers.
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