The Sun was setting. Everyone was returning to home and their shelters quickly. The noise of shoes that was lifting step by step in a narrow street was also increasing as they were lifted up quickly. A temporary and soothing silence was discovering in the environment. Ahhh!!!
The dogs on the butcher shop were collecting meat for them. A bike passed by the narrow street. The bulbs in the street were lighten up in once and off on the other moment. She was walking quickly. The atmosphere was saying, she has spent 18 years of her life. She is useless. She has no working. She is useless. She is useless. She is useless.
The canvas on lying on the garbage requested for her sight. She looked at it. It was torned into pieces. A bland canvas. As useless, as she. Finally, she looked towards sky and thanked good for sending her companion. As useless, as l am. She repeated slowly with a smile.