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I Am Crying

I Am Crying

Stop crying!

The sound of the baby crying is so irritating. It went into every possible nerves, just to annoy you even more.

Why can’t their parents do something?!

You start to looking for the source of the noise. Looking left and right. The room isn’t that crowded with people. There’s a lot of people having a chat. But still, the sound of people talking can’t beat the loudness of a single cry of a baby.


People start to look at me, instead of helping me trying to found the source of the sound and make the cry stop.

Mr. Kazoo! Over here!

Finally someone called me. He must knew where the baby is. I’m rushing into him and the cry become louder and louder.

You forgot to drink your meds yesterday. Nurse, help me hold him down!