March Contest


By March 15, 2019 One Comment

Her trembling hands held tight to the rope.where the road leads no one knows they say maybe this is the end for her.she would embrace it,with shaky hands she brought the rope to her neck wearing it slowly like a princess wearing a royal bead for very soon this would be her identity. Tightening the rope around her neck she felt life Crawl out of her silently and painfully. Gratefully she accepted the painful comfort for she had being dying since.It was graudual step the wound was deep yet no one saw it and she died


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