Gone for Grief

~Chapter 9~

     " Yes, I was absent Mrs. Thompson, and If a teacher does not allow their students to leave school to grieve upon their loved ones. Then what kind of a heart does such a teacher have? Does that teacher thereby get to leave for their own grief? What type of analogy does this correspond with?" Olivia spoke back standing up progressing slowly to confirm her relevance. 

     Mrs. Thompson stood back bewildered by Olivia's confidence that caused an affinity applause erupting from the students as gratitude for standing against their malicious teacher. Olivia became pale, astonished by her burst of accomplishment. As the days continued rounding to the end of school , Olivia grew pride in herself. Her former self had possessed the mind of a meek sapling where now she held a the position of a large oak tree who gained the support of her accomplices. She had been submerged in isolation where now she was encased with correlation and articulate binds that enhanced her linkage. Her journey had increased her amiability to unite with people she held compassion for and her renowned correspondence allowed her to form bonds with others at her school that she shared similar experiences with. She had finally unlocked an analogy to her emotions, facing new obligations with fervor.