Numbers

Numbers

A Story by Hopeless Dreamer
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I just want to write about anything and everything.

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I wake to the sound of my door creeking open, silent foot steps at the end of my bed. I pretend to be asleep hopeing maybe this time he'll leave me alone. I know he won't. Its been the same almost everynight for the past five years. I've become numb. He makes me sick. I can't stand the sight of him. I stare up at the cieling- tears stinging my eyes- I silently count in my head. 41... I will myself to forget how to feel.42... I've learned not to fight him, he only tries harder. 43... I pray to god that this is the last time. 44... Why won't he stop? 45... And then he's gone and I cry myself to sleep, wishing for it all to be a nasty dream. But I know it's not, for this time tommorrow he will do it again.

© 2017 Hopeless Dreamer



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Added on October 1, 2017
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Hopeless Dreamer
Hopeless Dreamer

Carthage, NY



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