she wanted to scream, and scream she did. no one heard her, right? she was no one and no one cared. her family was gone, wasted away. her friends, they left years ago. her boy, what boy? there was nothing wrong, but all of the pent up anger and sadness was finally catching up. it was here, it was waiting. albeit patiently, but it was still there. and something snapped.
the floodgates opened, and hell hath no fury than a woman scorned.
About Me
- Catherine
- on the brink of insanity, knocking on doors, and wanting to know answers.
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