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I'm so scared and afraid. I find my self alone curled up in a ball, half the time wanting to cry. Something inside holds me back. A quick push of the button, and the music starts.My feelings started to unravel. It feels so good to let go of the pain sometimes, and yet feels so bad to sit here and actually think of my situation that I got myself into. I mean no one put a gun to my head and told me to go through with it. I remeber being hesitant. It's lilke I knew something bad was going to happen.
Approximate Word count = 404 Approximate Pages = 1.6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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