True love will always survive even after death .
It was a hot night and most of the girls were sweating in their beds . When lights were out , all the girls went flat in their bunks trying to sleep after a heavy goodbye dinner in the school canteen . Some of the girls kept talking to each other, some preferred to keep silent , others relaxed and started remembering some past events . For a while, I kept turning my head on the pillow sometime for the right and mostly to the left ; simply because I heard Jane, a friend of mine who sleeps on the opposite bunk telling Maggie about her nipples and how they are growing bigger every time she turns them round and round . After the elapse of an hour or so all the girls were asleep but me . I kept thinking of tomorrow and how all the girls will leave Brambly Boarding School because the summer vacation will start and all teachers and students will leave the school for a month and a half . The snoring of some girls made me feel distracted for a while; so I convinced myself that sleeping is better than thinking .
“Wake up pussycat ! It’s almost seven . Come on Cathy ! All girls are finely dressed and looking so pretty and tidy . Get up you miserable cat !
Comments
