The mystery of the red box.

On the morning of February 14, there was peace at school; no student shouting over the big clean grounds of school; no angry teacher scolding; all was calm and quiet. There were no vehicles outside on the streets surrounding the school. Both the watchmen of the school were sitting on the two chairs outside -- bored with their usual job -- one of them was sleeping while the other finally decided to read the newspaper. I …

…gift from her husband. That man over there is her husband and he gave the red box to our principal Mrs Bina." She replied. "Whoosh...so he is not a terrorist and there's no bomb," I thought. A feeling of relief ran down my body and I started laughing too not on the principal's husband who gave a Valentine gift to his wife, but on myself, I was laughing on my stupid thoughts and myself.