Every sound in every second

Posted: March 15, 2011 by MarandaLynnell in MarandaM

In the morning, she feels the cold bust of air. She feels the sharp knife like pain. Through out the morning & afternoon, she sees the air, she sees the fresh brisk air that’s hid from her for so long. In the quick moment, the air & pain fills her lungs. As she gets up, slowly working her joints & you hear & see her life change instantly. Each step she takes, in her mind, replays the every sound in every second during the crash. She collapses, perfect tears stream down her angelic face. The all run for her as if everything was over, she yells & screams & fights. She fights & that is all she can do, is keep fighting.


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