He Is The Reason For Her Torment

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By LaShawnna

He curses her night and day, she can't escape.Nobody understands how much pain she feels.His words cut into her like a knife, he is the reason for her torment.He never gives her a break he keeps on and on until she cry's, so she sits in her room and she cuts herself just so she can feel pain.Her friends wonder what is going on, but yet they don't ask she couldn't say "He is the reason for my torment." Because they would want to know who, each night her cuts were deeper.She'd cry because it would hurt, but the pain from the knife was better than the pain she experienced from him.He is the reason for her torment, one night his actions went to far.Instead of using words to hurt her, he used his fists, and then he saw her cuts which drove him to push him farer,he kept beating her.Then she looked up at him and he knocked her dead, with one blow to the head.He was the reason for her torment.Now he is the reason for her death.

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November 5, 2005 22:48waterlily

i am in the same boat myself.instead of cutting,i am smoking myself to death.at least it is a pleasure tho.something i can controll

November 5, 2005 22:48waterlily

i am in the same boat myself.instead of cutting,i am smoking myself to death.at least it is a pleasure tho.something i can controll