The following is fictional. It is the beginning of a short story. I will attempt to put a new chapter out once a week. Please feel free to ask me any questions. Peace. donna marie


After that night, nothing was ever the same. Never again would I hear footsteps coming down the wooden  hallway without chills shimmering up my spine to the back of my neck. I still shake from the chills. When I close my eyes, I can feel his dry, rough hands touching my face, I still smell his burnt flesh as he singed his forehead bending down to extinguish the two candles that were lit on the side table. Wax had dropped upon the table and caused a mark when the wax was removed.

He didn’t know that I knew that he was guilty. I could see how this particular lack of knowledge emboldened him.  His arrogance astounded me! He truly thought that he was smarter than everyone else in the room.   He thought he was “The Moral Compass” for humanity. I didn’t realize how long it took me to believe it. Making yourself  “unbelieve” something is next to impossible if you’ve been brought to that belief through hurtful methods, such as being abused can be especially difficult,

Close your eyes so you won’t see

The road ahead You chose for me.


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