The Whisper

The words "Who are you?" drifted through my ears. 

"Who's there?" I shouted back. 

Nothing.

Could it have been my imagination, or are they back?

You fight, you fight until you can’t fight no more........

His mind reeled. Now, empowered to ask questions of utmost rudeness-and promised answers-he could, conceivably (though it was almost unimaginable), ask someone, some adult, his father perhaps: "Do you lie?" But he would have no way of knowing if the answer he received was true.

I don&#39;t mind about the boos from the audience.

Vanessa Mae

Quotes by Vanessa Mae

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