Her voice grated on my ears. It was too soft, holding just the wrong amount of caring emotion that I'd grown to associate with fake feelings. It set my teeth on edge and she'd been speaking in that manner for the past twenty minutes. I again glanced at the time on my phone, my fingers tightening around it. Not even a minute had passed! Gah! I felt like just standing up and screaming at her to shut up and be quiet or at least storm out of the room to get away from it. Why did she have to speak in such a tone? Why? It grated at my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. Someone else should speak, someone else should interrupt, yet she kept talking. Uninterrupted as the others just sat and listened to her.
-Inspiration from being in church today.
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