' miss Wilson was the only teacher who actually cared about me. I was...so shocked and I felt sad at the same time? It's like she understood me. ' I smile at this, then laugh to myself. ' she actually understood me.'
That's good!
' I know. Everything she said related to me. '
Well theirs the positive side. But what if she leaves? How will you feel? How will you feel zayan?
Ergh. Here comes the talk again. But I never thought of that.
I hesitate. ' I will feel....empty.'
Why will you feel empty? You have so many people but why her?
Again, my hesitation. ' because we connected. '
I feel like she is sighing on the other line.
You can't relay on people all the time. But.....what if she doesn't?
' doesn't what?'
Leave.
I don't say anything.
' thank you again. And if miss Wilson is listening, I want to thank her to. Goodbye.'
Then I cut the phone.
YOU ARE READING
Colour Of Waves
Mystery / Thriller' hello? Hello? Zayan are you their? Are you on? Zayan labrooks?" The voice on the other line speaks. Tears rush down my cheek. ' I'm here." I could feel her smiling, trying to comfort me. ' want to start?' ' yeah.' And that's what I do. I tell...
