She never cried.

In the grip of fears. Can you keep those tears up.

So young but yet so brave..........it was so loud...........so deafening and frightning............it crept on her with such viciousness..........she was so strong.............a strength out of ordinary......she did not cry...............not the slightest of scream................she stood still.............it advances more steadily.............she was not sacred............and then it kept of...........all in no time...........it had been her courage...........it thought she is a shadow.