Tear droplets pooled in the corner of her eyes, trickling to form a puddle on the plain, tiled floor. She stands and pauses. She hesitates, her mind in conflict. Finally, the decision is made. Very slowly, but with a determined stride, she moves towards the Door of Doom.
She was greeted by an old, matronly woman. The woman's face was ornamented with a frown, the hands constantly scratching the forehead. It appeared so hilarious that, amidst her uncertainties, Leah couldn't resist stifling a laughter that was quickly joined by a series of guffaws and a burst of giggles.
Soon, the reason's for the woman's behaviour became evident. " Now, may I know who you are? I don't approve of strangers here and I don't seem to recall you coming into our class."
"My mom enrolled me here, remember?"
"Your name, please?"
"Leah Sarah Parkins..."Leah rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"NOow I remember, you enrolled in this class, right?"
"Finally..." screamed Leah silently.
*to be continued...*