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    It?s been a pretty average day as she unlocks the door
    Her large black leather bag brushes lightly against her blue floral print dress that she bought in the sale
    A soft rush of air flows past her as she pushes open the off-white door and closes it behind her
    The bag slips off her shoulder and down her arm in one effortless motion, landing with a dull thud on the floor
    While she kicks off her black espadrilles that were past their best a year ago
    The pink short pile carpet is soft beneath her now-bare feet but itches her legs if she sits on it for too long
    She notices that the white flat-pack wardrobe is ajar
    And the CD in her hifi has moved on a track
    And the room temperature has fallen to less than nineteen
    That million-to-one but all too common set of conditions needed to undo a girl in less than ten seconds
    It all comes unstuck in her stomach
    She can smell the mix of stale sweat and the brandy on his breath
    And the therapy that perhaps saved her life once unravels with little resistance, with alarming pace
    Sharp icy tears that she cant even feel
    The light seems to be switched off and still the chair throws the most peculiar shadows across the room
    Not that she can see them, of course
    A slideshow of her buried life
    She is definitely going to hell. He told her so
    She stops breathing. He breathes more heavily than any man needs to
    She tries to recreate that dissociation she had such a talent for ten years ago
    A betrayal that will break her heart more than she knows at eight
    She could more easily reconcile a stranger with these crimes
    Maybe she could be loved in this lifetime
    Maybe she can cancel out these unimaginable sins
    Maybe God might one day forgive her

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    Wow. Powerful stuff. Thanks for sharing that with us.

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