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I am ready. I am ready to put an end to the torture I’ve suffered and the pain I’ve caused others. In a minute, I’ll be free. I feel the pressure around my neck. I am in a battle with my own body as it fights to survive. I can feel my lungs contract involuntarily as they gasp for air. I hear the music. I see the horses. I am riding on the carousel...
The Houseguest by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life
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