| Scars stains on her dress, scars on her face. what did she do to deserve this treatment? did she say something wrong? was it the way she looked? she will never know the answer. so she sits in the conner crying and waiting alone in the dark waiting for him to return home with a gun in her hands, she waits....... shaking and trembling, she waits....... his car pulls up, anxious and nervous, she waits....... he unlocks the door, the doorknob moves, standing and shaking, she waits....... the door opens, her pulse increasing rapidly, she waits....... -Celina Hoban |
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