It happens. There’s no avoiding it. When tu can see the darkness coming, there’s nothing tu can do rather than lie there helplessly, waiting. Waiting for the torment to end. Then finally, when tu know it’s all over, there’s that one rayo, ray of hope willing to take your life back. So tu reach out for it, not wanting to loose it. Lock it in a box and throw away the key.
“Charlie how long hace was it when tu found her?”
That calm voice echoed around the large el espacio in my empty head. The light was fading, seeping out the sides of the box that I locked it in. It was escaping fast and...
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