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Under the tall palm tree while sitting on an old wooden chair in her garden, she was thinking about that incident ,the incident that happened four years ago. It was the evening of autumn, wind was blowing hard and the leaves of the tree were falling like raindrops and now only yellow leaves were visible on the green grass.There was only the sound of the wind blowing . As she was lost in her bitter past, a tear rolls down from her left eye wetting her cheek and slowly moves down to her neck and she didn't even realize. Her tear is like a leaf of an old autumn tree which sheds down after hundreds of its fellow leaves and it has no value of its own. From the past four years this can happen anytime and without even realizing she cries while studying,praying, while watching a movie, listening to a song, while sleeping,dreaming, seeing the incident like her, looking into the eyes of a girl that is going through the same phase she cries, she cries while remembering her mistake that was not actually her mistake....

After a slight movement, she regain her concious and start wiping her tears rapidly..."No,no,no" , she said to herself. " you cried alot and thats enough. You should stop" . she was comforting herself. " You're a strong girl, Ghana". Yes, Ghana that was her name. Ghana, a beautiful dusky girl of 19 with dead dreams and empty thoughts.

"Here you are", her new professor with brown saddle shoes comin' towards her said. When she looked up, she saw a strong sturdy blad man with deep brown eyes walking towards her. "Hello Ghana, am your new professor, Aahil. I'll prepare you for your entrance exam. I hope everything will goes well."

It's been two years since ghana left her school and now she wants to prepare for high school entrance exam. She immediately cleared her voice and said, "Hello, professor, I will do my best."

After completing her lesson, she went to her room. It was a new room with old furniture.Ghana's room was nothing like a room of teenage girl. Memories were hanging on the wall in front to her. The memories of happy Ghana.

In her mind she was happy. She was happy that her new professor don't know about her past, don't know about that incident.

All she feared was that the newcomers might look into her past or find out about the incident that happened four years ago.....