Swollen eyes and a numb body…the ruins of a soul. This was what was left behind when the light left the room. Eyes crusted with dried tears, she did not even try to open them. What would she open them to? The emptiness of the room? Or the emptiness of her soul?
Was she dead? She wished she were. But that’s easy. That’s an easy answer…the way out. The easy way out. No way was the cruel hand of life going to deal her the joker. No no! Life still had some sick jokes to play on her. Life still had some tricks in her bag to make an empty soul hurt. Life still wanted to mock her.
And didn’t she deserve all of it? The mockery? The insults? The verdict??? The final verdict that had left her to live a life full of nothing but a burning desire to die.
Of course she did. She had brought this fate upon herself. Her innards hurt when she thought about it.
Only she was responsible for the dead remains of her only child that lay in front of her now. The baby she had carried in her wonb for nine months. The baby she had nurtured and loved…she had killed her little Sophie…
And now all she had were tears…and even they were drying up now. Only emptiness ruled.
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Kool !
Liked the way the opening post sets the tone of the blog.
There is more to come, I know, and I’m eagerly waiting for it.
Babes, u r good at it. Please write the next one soon.