What Would You Do?

She sat on the edge of her chair. Biting her nails. Eyebrows wrinkled together. Hearing nothing in the background at all. Nerves of steel. Sipping her coffee, waiting. Waiting for a move. Something to happen. To move forward. Feet tapping on the floor, Nerves on edge. She tried finding comfort in other people’s words, and it helped a little. She just couldn’t bring herself to leave the situation. She was scared. Scared if she left, turned away from it, she would never know the ending. She would never know whether it would ever work again. She couldn’t turn to her family to confide in. They would never understand. She knew that they would just think she was being silly and tell her to give it up. She decided to write to the administration. This would surely help  in her crisis. She sent the letter after  carefully choosing each word, making sure that they understood how important this matter was to her. That it could ruin her life if they didn’t help her. She waited hour and day after day, checking her mail, but nothing. The stress was becoming more evident. On the fifth day she received a reply. A letter that would have been sent to any other. She had hope once again. She had tried everything she could do,but nothing worked. She now knew she had only two choices. She could walk away, or she could just use her resources and carry on the best she knew how. She decided to stay. Facebook Games……..

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