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Having It All?
By: MR aka Naila Moon of the Grey
Wolf
All rights reserved June 10, 2012
I am dragging my bag a little bit
slower today.
It seems so much heavier than the day
before.
Why wouldn’t it be? After all, I hit the mother load of
dumpsters, cleaned the place out before the rest of them got their grubby hands
on it.
I am going slower.
Maybe it’s because
I keep hearing his voice ringing in my ears from all the times he slapped me.
“You could
have had it all!” he’d say.
God, how I
despise him! Oh, how I did love him…at least, in the beginning.
I am on the
streets now and no longer afraid.
I am free.
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Authors
note: This story is fictional in nature and fortunately for me not one I have had
to endure. However, there are many women in this country and around the world
that have endured physical abuse, mental abuse or both.
If you are
in these kinds of situations, please seek help. There is a national hotline
number for the U.S.: 1-800-799-SAFE (7233)
~Naila Moon