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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Another writing from the past...
Well y'all wanted another one so here you go. This one I wrote one night when I heard My mum and Alfredo were fighting. I told y'all about him...

Listening from the other room-
I sit in the computer room listening to y'all fight once again. hearing my mother cry as I start to wonder will one day I be like her, be begging for him to come back to me, to not leave me. I listen closely as I wait to hear more, but there is nothing I put my ear upagainst the wall trying to hear still there is nothing. I wait for a few more minutes hoping I hear sommething, but I don't. As I hear someone pick up keys and walk out the door I wonder what happened. I walk out the room looking around, but it is to dark for me to see anything. As I start to walk to the kitchen light I trip over something. I then run to the light and turn it on to see what I tripped over. It was my mom laying on her stomach with her face in her own blood. I walk over to her to check her pulse, but there was nothing, no breath, no heart beat. I pick up the phone and start to dial 911, but the phone wasn't working. When I opened the front door I saw his truck was still here. I ran to the kitchen to get a knife. I then run to my bed room and go in my closet hiding from him. I hear someone walking threw the hall. As I start to shake I hear my bed room door open. As I knew what was coming I thought to myself I rather kill myself then be killed by the hands of him. I take the knife and just as he is opening my closet door I ram the knife threw my heart with a smile on my face.
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