Sharp Fear
He cleaned me with bleach and slid me back into his belt loop. It scared me to be in this crazy mans hands. This isn't what I was designed for. I was meant to be in a five star Restaurant’s kitchen, crying at onions and julienne purple potatoes.
She was so beautiful. Her hair went down to her waist, sparkling as the wind pushed it behind her ear. Her eyes were a deep green, that you could lay in for hours. Her scream was high pitched as I slid over her stomach. His hands were shaking and I hoped that he would just drop me.
I could make myself shatter, but he kept his grip. Her eyes began to roll back into her head as he spit on her. I heard her last breath and a soft whisper “I love you Codes.” before she became stiff. She wanted her last words to mean something, even though nobody would know them. I watched her rosy cheeks lose their color and her lips turn blue. The fear on her face was frozen in time and there was nothing I could do about it.
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