‘Her-14’

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TheBookWarrior

It’s true that small things ,when combined together , matter

but..

sometimes a small thing itself

can make a difference

It’s 3pm…

beautiful , rainy weather

She’s is in her car with her friend….

Music is playing loudly…

‘Turn It Down Please’

No way! It’s fun, makes me feel wild!

But, What if someone’s praying?? ,

Or sleeping? Or doing work?

Yeah…like I care…

Okay…but,

What if someone’s at the brink of giving everything up,

their patience, their hope,

their last hold on life…

and just need one more annoying thing

to push them,

One final thing,

One final excuse…

And we are giving them that?…

Tick!!

She turned the music player off.

She felt what her friend just said…

for she was going through something similar….


Cause Her Is Every Girl!!


DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGE !!

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