The Nightmare
A gasp broke from my lips and a sharp pain seemed to well up from the depths of my being. The door slammed and the walls shook with all the feelings of vengeance and passion. Then I heard it. Like a paper-thin sheet of glass flicked by a fingernail, it rained down on the cold dry pavement. Pieces of my heart bounced and shattered as they scattered across the room. I could see every piece glisten like diamonds as the sun shone through the skylight in the roof. My stomach seemed to come alive with every creepy crawly creature, moth, and butterfly. My eyes welled up with tears and the sting of a thousand bees pierced my sight. I could see only lights and shadows. But the tears - the tears would not separate. They seemed to be on a tether and stretched down my face, but again refused to separate from my eyes. From outside I could hear the car engine turn over, only seconds after hearing the heavy white door close with a th...


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