Author: Ishara Jaward

Adeline gently opened the door. Gentleness was what Adeline was all about, but the door needed a gentle touch unless you wanted it to fall apart. The door was old and so was Adeline. ‘Trinnnggg’ The door bell rang again. This time louder and with great urgency.

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There was a huge round of applause for Diyana’s achievement. She was called over to the stage to be awarded the best student of the year in the University of Hoursten. Diyana’s mothers’s words kept ringing in her ears dying the loud claps around. “You

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