Standing inside alone, silence speaking at its loudest volume, it rang in her ears. All she had to look at was that big button that stood in front of her. It looked worn out, it was dull from the amount of times it had been pressed. She was sure that it would break someday, perhaps if she pressed it one more time, whatever effect it brought her before, may not even arrive anymore. But she continues to press it. Saying the same two words every time she pushed it. "Yes, Mother."
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