I went to take a walk today. I took a wrong turn down a dark alley and I stepped in a puddle. But the puddle looked strange. It seemed to lead to somewhere. Being curious, I followed. I saw a woman up ahead. She had dark eye circles and her hair was all messy. Why was she there? I had to ask. Why was she crying? I had to ask.
But she didn’t answer. All she did was look down in her hands. Then she opened her mouth as to try and say something, but she couldn’t. So I asked her again. She faintly said something. I told her to speak louder. She muttered again. “I can’t help you if you won’t speak up”. She took a sigh and said it in the clearest voice she had.
“I broke a nail!!!“








