Unknown Voice
Once there was a girl called Zehrana. Innocence defining her face, she looked at the world with a gleam of excitement. Being the only child to her parents she had noone to talk to so she found solace in that voice which made itself only to her. Once while in her room, her mother discovered that she was talking but there was noone around. Worried, zehrana’s mother spoke to her husband and they together decided to move her to the asylum.
She was given electric shocks, gradually she lost her speech. Her parents cried,regretted sending her away,but her voice was not to return. But she still smiled.She didn’t need to communicate with anybody. The voice still spoke to her.Her soul was her companion being her friend in need,a guiding hand when lost and a smile when tears adorned her face. The voice of her soul was enough for her,her best friend.The best friend anybody can have.
She was given electric shocks, gradually she lost her speech. Her parents cried,regretted sending her away,but her voice was not to return. But she still smiled.She didn’t need to communicate with anybody. The voice still spoke to her.Her soul was her companion being her friend in need,a guiding hand when lost and a smile when tears adorned her face. The voice of her soul was enough for her,her best friend.The best friend anybody can have.
