It is in a small circle that we always sit, in a way that everyone sees all in this big white room. Oh, some have their glasses, others their unique looks and some are indescribable… Ah, and here it comes, “Okay, you have ten minutes. Write one page of paper, telling us what’s on your mind right now” is what the teacher says.
Ooo, in the names of all the Bloody Maries, what should I write now? I mean I have nothing on my mind, clean empty it is, only this meaningless song...
I scan the attending; each individual is drowned in his own stories and thoughts, shaping them into words which I should probably analyze and understand, to build as much as I could in the image that they painted in their mind. It is actually funny to see how seriously everyone is taking this.
What do they expect me to write? Maybe, of ships, storms and adventures, of dragons, wars and fantasies, or is it of meanings, life and irony? I mean, I really can’t… this meaningless song in my mind has been peacefully settling there for a long time!
“Okay, people, time to hear what you got to say.” She cheerfully announces.
Ooo, Bloody Mary!
“Razi, why don’t you go first?”
Eyes on me, no escape, I was sentenced!
I read them this.
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