Sitting by the telephone waiting for your call not a sound from the playground were normally a child would fall. Deadly silence in the streets except for a scared dog his bark echoes for miles around more eerie in the fog. The stillness of the afternoon unusually unaccustomed to the unsettled quiet not even a tractor on the Country roads or kids running riot! No sound of a baby crying can be heard from the opened window just the whistling wind around the concrete and the not so funny innuendo. Will, we ever see the summer days when everyone had a smile on their face? will we ever get back to normality for the sake of the Human race?
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