My mother WAS a liar

The teacher asked every student to write an essay on the subject of the mother. Everyone began to write, but not Raj. He was watching outside of the class through the window.

He dived deep in memories with his mother. He recalled how he used to afraid of the dark. In any case, his mom always supported hi

She encouraged Raj so many times by saying, “I’ll be always there with you

Meanwhile, his teacher interrupted him by calling his name. With her facial expression, she prompted Raj to start writin

Raj acknowledged by moving his head vertically. He took out his compass. His mom's photograph was inside that compass. He took a gander at the photo, took the pen out and started writing by this words. Very nice story

“My mother WAS a liar

Soon a tear, joine.…” -g..”m.ne…” -g..”m. t…” -g..”m.th…” -g..”m. i…” -g..”m.in…” -g..”m.nk…” -g..”m.ned the ink.