Chapter 8 - 3.1: Difference...

She laid on her soft white bed and tucked the soft blanket in. Her grandma made it by hand in the traditional way by sewing cotton in layers with cotton fabric. She looked at her pure white selling and could not close her eyes. She did not think about Michael at all. Rather her brain was occupied with how her shy introvert friend changed so drastically. She would not believed if somebody told that to her years ago. What might have been the reason- she could not figure out. People are born like seeds and grow up to be a tree. But have you ever seen a mango seed giving an Avocado! More she thought, more she got lost in the whirlpool of chaos...