from previous--

she  observed  just  a  few  more  hours  and  then the  new  day  of  dreaded  sixteenth  would  dawn, she  decided  she  must  pack  up  her  bags, she  heard  someone  laugh  at  her  outside,  the  noise  grew   manifolds  in volume, why  did  se  not  change ,all  her  efforts  were  wasted, why  was  all this  happening to  her  , why  was  life  treating  her  like  this, mechanically  she  kept  on packing  angry  at  herself