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“We shall take these two girls in our custody and wait for a while until someone arrives asking for these girls.” Suggested the policeman. He looked down at them with a gentle smile. But, the girls did not trust him as they grew panicked, They did understand everything that the surroundings were talking about which made them realize that someone was going to take them. When the policeman presented his hand requesting to come along. This stunned both the girls. He said, “Come with me to the police station. You shouldn’t stay here. It will get colder tonight. You two might catch a cold. Come to the police station.” “WHAT?! NO!” exclaimed Beth, “WHERE ARE YOU TRYING TO TAKE US?” “Do not be afraid.” Calmed the policeman girl, using as much low voice as he can, “We can care for you two until some…...” “NO!” argued the child with him, “WE ARE NOT LONELY! WE HAVE EACH OTHER! NO NEED TO TALK TO US OR TAKE US ANYWHERE! LEAVE US ALONE!” she yelled at him at the top of her voice. “Be
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“Where do you think she must have gone?” asked Beth as she held onto her sister’s palm. “We just need to walk straight ahead. Perhaps, she might be nearby somewhere…” answered Beneatha with a smile at her sister. Her voice sounded cheering as she paced in front of her with back toward the girl. In reality, her expression was turning pale. She was shivering with every step as her heartbeat was pumping twice. Due to sped beat, she sweated buckets all over her structure. Her hand was slipping yet, she tighten her grip on her sister. She said inwards, “I need to stay calm. If I panicked, my sister would turn crazy from fear. We are both in trouble. We both are scared but, for my sister, I need to stay strong..” Under the night, in a quiet street, where the yellow street light glowed the road, the two little girls paced side by side, holding hands as their tiny feet carried them into nowhere. Fear conquered them. Hopelessness drew an endless path for their search. Worries made th
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