Our
arts teacher was famous for her choice of lipsticks and it was one of the most significant
elements of her adornments. Colours splendidly defined her and majorly
contained the vividness of her memories even today within me, much beyond the
looks. Tomorrow is the school reunion and I am having a sleepless night as my excitement
to see her has completely possessed my wild imagination, in fact I never slept
well since that day. But now, in fact every year when I am here, there is no
lady to be found emblazoned with the same signature vibrance and gloss. “There
was a arts teacher once who charmed students with her enticing lipsticks but
her vanity was short lived as one day she got targeted on a school reunion, by
one of the students who killed her in an attempt to own her and later even
hanged himself” someone said.
This post is written as part of this week's five sentence fiction for Lillie Mcferrin.
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