quarta-feira, 25 de julho de 2012

Window



         Its night and all is dark and silent. But the window is hitting, what is it? I’m studying, but I cannot concentrate. The window is noisy. Do you have anyone there? What does this person want? I do not know if I’m there, but need to study this noise and I cannot. So I’II goes out there and closes the window.  With slow steps I approach the window slowly, but I’m afraid to pull it. Open. OH! It has absolutely nothing just the wind and my imagination. So I can go back to school and forget it.

By: Maria Elisabeth Garcia

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