Days after days passed by, nobody came, nobody wanted Trang. Everyday is the same, Mrs.Le yelling, classes began and ended.... limited foods. How miserable! Trang thought. My life is even worse than Cinderella! At least her fairy godmother came, but none for me, at least not yet, but not likely. Trang remembered the story of a girl who had to lived with her cruel stepmother, and stepsisters, who treated her horribly. That was long, long ago, when Ms. Phoung still in charge of room 103. She still remembered her kind, old, crinkle face, and her sparkling eyes whenever she smiled. How she wish time had not passed, for Ms.Phoung to be here, telling her stories after stories that are fading from her memory. She didn't know why Ms.Phoung left, she and all the other kids in the room thought that she retired, but nobody know for exact. Suddenly, one day, Ms.Phoung didn't showed up and Mrs.Le replaced her. That was all that Trang knows, and the horrible-ness began that day.
Her fun was over... It was replaced with pointless hopes. Hopes that never even will come true.
Realization hit her, shocked, tears started to blur her visions. She quickly blinked them away before someone noticed. Stop it, Trang! she chided herself, you are so weak, plus, you probably already know that your future will be hard, so stop hoping!
I hope...... She thought.
STOP! She screamed inside her head, didn't I already said stop hoping, none of those will come true, Anh Trang, accept it. The God decides your fate, so deal with it, those hopes will done nothing, only wasting time and energy. Gods had their reasons for them to do this to you, ok, Trang?
But... I done nothing! She defended.
You had done something... The other side of her argued.
STOP!!!!! Her small part of neutral inside her yelled, demanding silence, but her "scream" drowned out immediately at the instense fight that is between Anh Trang vs. Anh Trang.