The pain is ripping through me down my whole right side. I try to hide from it and get some sleep but that’s a joke. I hate my body but it is mine. It’s hard always telling people that I’m just fine. Especially when I just want to cry. It brings me to my knees. He will pay if I ever find him. That day I will get vengeance. He will know the pain.
He will know it intimately. The nightmares he has plagued me with have nothing on what will be his reality.