.”Again Mum cut her off, “And are you an expert on mental health? No? Well neither am I, but what little I do know tells me there are a hell of a ...ot of people out there with mental health problems and very, very few of them become violent.”Miss Webster nodded, “Yes, Mrs Freeman, I accept that and once again I apologize that our meeting didn’t go as well as it should.”I was standing there listening to Miss Webster take the blame when it was Mr Shankie who did all the stuffing up. I couldn’t. "Why am I doing this?" He asked himself. "I already told you,you're not a real man. Now take the comb and blow dryer and tease up thathair and make it big!" Said his wife's voice once again. "That's right,I'm not a man." He began blow drying and back combing his hair as he hadseen his wife do a few times. After a few minutes, his once wet hair wasnow a big blonde wild mane of hair that many of the hookers walking thestreet were sporting. He looked in the mirror. "I still look like a. " Then Bob started rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. "The woman." Charles blurted out, terrified that Bob might come up with something even worse, "I choose the woman." Without a word, Bob just smiled; poking both spheres simultaneously with his fingers and making them pop like bubbles. "Very well." Bob sighed, almost sounding disappointed. And with that, his eyes started to glow red and a mist began to form around the room. Charles stepped back as the mist swirled around him, going faster and. . After few months of stay all family members were very much mixed up with me. Being an engineer, sometimes i used solve maths problem of deepu.Sona never used to talk to me but Mona always talk very much about my likes & dislikes. Sona always sat with us but never say anything but she was always starring me during chatting. Whenever our eyes met she used close her eyes & passed a smiles as if she has something in her mind to say. It was summer one day I came in the noon and needing cold water..