Essay about Review Of ' The Great Night '
Hence Hayley found herself standing in a small yellow painted kitchen with her fingernails digging into her palm and her vision beyond blurry. She could barely make out the decade old fridge and stove in the corner as she tried her best not to let her tears fall down her face. If Lana saw any kind of weakness, she would go in for the great finale. Over the years she built walls inside herself to close off her emotions as she learned at an early age in life, but she was human after all and couldn’t help but become upset. Especially knowing she had no one in life to stand up for her.
“Why are you so stupid? You are a good for nothing girl. No wonder your mother never stuck around to raise you properly,” yelled her aunt at the top of her lungs.
“I’m sorry Aunt Lana. I promise it won’t happen again,” said Hayley.
“Sorry won’t fix the mess you created! What am I supposed to do now? I am to attend tomorrow town’s meeting with my blazer burned off by the…