Thorny Encounter

So helpless she was. She wanted to cry, so much.. but she told herself that she must hold to it.
Tears welling up. No, she mustn't let the tears roll down, let others to see her weakness.
No. She refused to be a weakling. Times and again she reminded herself that there is no one to protect her anymore, there is no one to coarse her, to support her anymore, so she has to be strong.
She thought she could make it. She thought she could be her old self again, like the old time without relying to anyone for protection. She thought she has done well all this while, but today, she knew she was totally wrong.
She so wanted to cry, after being bullied by a stranger who found her alone with no one beside.
Only now did she realise how helpless she is; only now did she feel the need of someone's protection.
How she wished he could be there to defend her. How she wished there was someone to shelter her from the stormy days. But, what she found was total disappointment. She knows it is impossible, a wish remains as a WISH. She knows it clearly.... that it won't become a REALITY.
What could she do? So hurt she was, so hurt, so hurt that she couldn't find her voice, so wounded that she was too tired to defend herself.
All she could do was to let the bully had his way, all she could do was to pray to God to give her strength not to cry in the public.
One whole night, she was sleepless, recollecting the event happened in the day, still. couldn't understand, still, she couldn't get it.
Why? Why was she treated so? So innocent. So incomprehensible.
But she refuses to hate, she hates to hate. Already the mind too burdened.
Can't afford to hate.