Late My First……….Aisha

Charli ,a girl who was always on time, ran into the elevator as her red,silky dress fluttered on her thighs.She was late!Her first training lesson was a bummer.She wanted to make a good first impression on her teacher but she knew it would be a bad one.

‘Oh no, I am late,’Charli whispered to her best friend.’By the way, where is the teacher?’

‘She is in the reception shouting at a late Junior Doctor.’Chloe whispered

‘Oh no I am in for trouble.’Charli whispered regrettingly 


‘My name is Mrs Rachit,’ she exclaimed.

‘Good Morning Mrs Rachit.’the training class said.

‘Charli you are late I am assuming,’Mrs Rachit creaked in a stern way.

‘I am so sorry Mrs Rachit,’Charli pleaded.

‘If you dare to be late again you will see me in your nightmares!’Mrs Rachit snarled.


One Response to “Late My First……….Aisha”

  1. Nice poem Aisha

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