Ravished
Rain hit the windows hard as Anna attempted to concentrate on her essay. She had been given this assignment a month ago, and after all the effort placed in the research she was ready to write a piece of work she would be proud to call her's. She looked up irritably; it seemed that it would be one of those cold and dreary days, which was great. She was stuck indoors typing up her work, not missing out the usual sunshine she was used to. At the age of 24, Anna had somehow failed in her...