The Girl

She feared dark and being alone. She dreaded to walk on streets. She wanted to hide from all the scanning eyes. She hated unknown faces and equally disliked the known ones. Silence was her answer to every question of life.

The chirpy bubbly girl inside her was lost the day her modesty was outraged in a moving bus.

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