Loudness in Silence

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'One more week,' The parents of Joan decided, after a long stay at the hospital last week. 

"Joan, you could go back to your old school. They would treat you well over there." Her mom was so concerned for her. 

"It's okay mom, I won't give up." 

For the first two days at home, Joan was so bored until she remembered the old woman at her old fashioned house. She ran to the cabinet where her mom hid the bottles of medicines. Taking 5 bottles, she hoped it's enough. Making sure her mom will never see her, she hurried for the gate and did her best not to make a sound. 

"Where are you going?" 

"Oh! Mom, just over there.. to my friend" She let out a sigh but her mom looked at the plastic she's holding. 

"Alright, but are you sure you're already okay??" 

"Yep, see?" Turning around to let her see she's on good condition. 

While walking on the street, the bottles bumped each other making a chime sound. People were looking at her, she's full of bandages and she's walking down the street. She never cared though. After she arrived, she let out a sigh. She never saw the garden of the old lady. It was full of greens. But as soon as she entered the old fashioned house, the old lady just started hitting her with her wooden cane. 

"Ouch! Trust me! It'll help you, ouch!" 

"Keep it yourself!" 

Joan left the bottle to her table but she just broke it. Joan placed another bottle and said, "I brought many," raising a plastic full of bottled herbal medicines, "Because I knew you'll do that," she smiled "You must take three table spoons a day," and then left.

But each day Joan would return and check the woman till the old lady gave up to her.

"Mrs. Colt?" She knocked at the door.

"Child?, A hoarse voice appeared. Mrs. Colt can't see clearly so she adjusted her glasses and said, "Oh Joan, come in."

Walking with her cane and arched back, every step of hers was meaningful. You could see perverance, a hope that she's living for something, a life more than this.