December 18, 2017

“Eventually, I went from the table to the door. My hand shook upon the knob and the lock clicked. I barely took my hand away before the door swung open. The house beyond was dark. I felt the darkness as oppression and flinched. I felt the silence in a similar way. It felt as though both would beat against me relentlessly until my internal organs failed from the barrage. I did not want to go through the house but there was nothing left for me in the dark, dark room…”

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