..........lame effort, the grass was too thick , the dew was not so much a beauty and the zooming car didn't zoom away.Instead a rowdy crowd had taken over the streets of Boston.Taking a closer look Sarrah could see some very young students forming the mass.She disliked alarm and admired harmony.But the crowd's voice showed some urgency.She was to some extent keen on knowing the facts before the day afters newspaper.She thought newspapers were like her father no emotions just facts.Yet a habitual read was instilled in her from the age 12.She slowly walked step by step not attracting attention of the street seekers and gasped as she saw the placard......"THE INJUSTICE MET MUST BE PAYED!THE PATIENT NOT KEPT IS DYING DEAD-WE WANT AN ANSWER AN ACTION".The site was not far from MGH.I assumed the rest.As of fact i'm the most terrifying person when it comes to assumption, they can be deadly right and deadly wrong.Based on them my actions can be even more deadly.Early in the cold winter mornings such folks were out demanding justice.I just felt like they were more super humans.The real heroes in the ordinary men.Why just men? women in vast numbers had assembled in queues too.The solitude was more demanding than the newspapers .She wanted to live it for once.just once!
She stepped into the imperfect breed.The very 1st step she fell over.The other lady soon took to her job but she had to be helped.Her ankle pained like hell.She wanted rest but not after the middle aged lady had taken to her feet."take off ur heels this is no fashion girl!"some hoarse voice screamed out, teh one holding the placard in the middle and probably lecturing the group on strategies to make their march successful.She roughly caught onto a boy's shirt to help herself up.
"What do u think ur doing lady?"
"thanks!just thought u were getting bored!",she boldly backed in her defence.She couldn't remember being so imperfect and so herself before.On suddenly realising the crowd rearranging she leaned on the strong foot and took a forceful step forward then literally fell over a young girl.This time she was kind enough.The girl let out her shoulder at an interest rate of $10every 1/2hour!Amazed with the diversity in this particular real heroes gang. Sarrah was like 'no heaven was ever perfect'.The crowd dissipated once again and she fetched the 1st $10 from her pocket.As the charged shoulder bore her weight forward she faintly smiled at the girl and asked "what's up?"
"Facebook-my bf's got a msg", then she turned around with an ashamed face and replied"ah!this?I'm here because they said i'd be paid for standing hours.It's quite some deal and will pay off my brother's school fee.But what i heard is enough to say it ain't politics so least i be caught in a police encounter".Sarrah was dumbstruck.She peeped into the large screen phone and saw a screen saver of facebook.The mystery was solved.She fetched another 10dollar and placed on her hand."Cheating u would make my spirit low but i should have told u before that u were charging too low, my servant charges $30.Since ur for $10 lets pay in between".
The brimming girl smiled back and looked back into teh crowd.On other feeble acquaintances Sarrah was informed a patient had been turned down by force since she was unable to pay the bill and when told to sell her kidney to make up she refused.The lady had a child to support who was reported dead after the inhuman behaviour met out to her.Suddenly the crowd dissipated in all directions.In no time the area was lone save one man standing head held high in black jacquard.I faced his back and from a fairly large distance saw all like a dumbfolded beast.The charging shoulder had moved me to a far corner asap yet disagreed losing the plain source of earning.The person was beaten hard yet he argued with his point.Atlast he was arrested and was not to be seen in the distant.Sarrah leaned forward and reached the spot.The bloody spot had a black jacquard lay there with blood on it.The jacquard had a missing piece.The same one she found last night on the seat.Her feeble feet and the distressed girl's fate let her take help till home.The young girl left with a loafty $50........
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She stepped into the imperfect breed.The very 1st step she fell over.The other lady soon took to her job but she had to be helped.Her ankle pained like hell.She wanted rest but not after the middle aged lady had taken to her feet."take off ur heels this is no fashion girl!"some hoarse voice screamed out, teh one holding the placard in the middle and probably lecturing the group on strategies to make their march successful.She roughly caught onto a boy's shirt to help herself up."What do u think ur doing lady?"
"thanks!just thought u were getting bored!",she boldly backed in her defence.She couldn't remember being so imperfect and so herself before.On suddenly realising the crowd rearranging she leaned on the strong foot and took a forceful step forward then literally fell over a young girl.This time she was kind enough.The girl let out her shoulder at an interest rate of $10every 1/2hour!Amazed with the diversity in this particular real heroes gang. Sarrah was like 'no heaven was ever perfect'.The crowd dissipated once again and she fetched the 1st $10 from her pocket.As the charged shoulder bore her weight forward she faintly smiled at the girl and asked "what's up?"
"Facebook-my bf's got a msg", then she turned around with an ashamed face and replied"ah!this?I'm here because they said i'd be paid for standing hours.It's quite some deal and will pay off my brother's school fee.But what i heard is enough to say it ain't politics so least i be caught in a police encounter".Sarrah was dumbstruck.She peeped into the large screen phone and saw a screen saver of facebook.The mystery was solved.She fetched another 10dollar and placed on her hand."Cheating u would make my spirit low but i should have told u before that u were charging too low, my servant charges $30.Since ur for $10 lets pay in between".
The brimming girl smiled back and looked back into teh crowd.On other feeble acquaintances Sarrah was informed a patient had been turned down by force since she was unable to pay the bill and when told to sell her kidney to make up she refused.The lady had a child to support who was reported dead after the inhuman behaviour met out to her.Suddenly the crowd dissipated in all directions.In no time the area was lone save one man standing head held high in black jacquard.I faced his back and from a fairly large distance saw all like a dumbfolded beast.The charging shoulder had moved me to a far corner asap yet disagreed losing the plain source of earning.The person was beaten hard yet he argued with his point.Atlast he was arrested and was not to be seen in the distant.Sarrah leaned forward and reached the spot.The bloody spot had a black jacquard lay there with blood on it.The jacquard had a missing piece.The same one she found last night on the seat.Her feeble feet and the distressed girl's fate let her take help till home.The young girl left with a loafty $50........
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