Thursday, November 20, 2014

The Metaphor

School is like our second home 


Some teachers are always sweet 


Charlotte, the kid who couldn't feel the warm of a family


She found her mother at school


Miss Hancock, the wonderful English teacher


Who always made studying more interesting 


But her students weren't very nice to her


A little wish of helping one's favorite teacher 


It's beaten by the fear of standing up


Charlotte didn't give a smile to Miss Hancock


Which would never cost


One day, a bus took away Miss Hancock's life


That's the moment 


When heart is visible 


But it's too late to regret


Charlotte has to deal with the pain of losing her best teacher


Don't realize how to cherish after you lost something


Never, ever do that