The magic of words

She sat by the large french window, decorated with a long creeper growing around its frame, situated in an apt corner of the room, facing the sea. As she watched the waves rumbling into the shore, the polyphonic sound of "under the bridge" echoed around the room, drowning the sounds of the tender waves and soft sea breeze. She pulled herself out of her cozy bean-bag chair and stumbled toward the rich, ebony table on which her brand new, black and silver, nokia 5500 was placed. As her freshly manicured hand reached out to pick up the ringing mobile, her eyes caught the sight of a name she did not want to deal with at that moment. She immediately grabbed the phone off the desk and pressed the red button on the top, right corner of the keypad with tremendous vigour to reject the call. She stomped back towards the window, only to be interrupted by the tinkling sound of the message tone. She turned back towards the table to open the sms, just recieved. On opening the text message, she saw the same name appearing on top of the screen. A few seconds after reading the it, tears trickled down her cotton-soft cheeks. At once, she pressed the green "call" button at the top, left corner of the keypad and sobbed the words "I'm sorry!!".

Words can make a huge difference to any situation. Just make sure you use them properly and you really mean what you say.