Scribbling two

Scribbling two

A Story by judith106
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Written one day about how I felt when I walked to School as a child. I repressed memories of abuse until age 27.

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  Pouring rain had soaked through my jacket only moments after running out the door.  I dread the short walk to school as I always do.  Today I'm running late and I'm alone, Jody and Beth have surely walked ahead.  I'm consumed with thoughts, my mind racing and fearful of unknown evils that I felt were around every corner.  I always feel relief when I pass Gorges' market. My nuckles scrape along the jagged edge of the storefront. My blood eases my fear and I can breath.       
  

© 2012 judith106


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judith106
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Added on July 1, 2012
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Tags: self harm mental heath fear