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[aid] => Mick
[title] => In One Night
[time] => 2003-07-15 17:05:00
[hometext] => It makes you realize how fast everything can be lost in matter of seconds. And that you can't really trust anyone but yourself.
[bodytext] => In one night I lost it all, being respected by many, to being ignored and feeling small. It started with a fight, my boyfriend was so mad- and his eyes were strained so tight. Rumor was he slept with her, I was sad, confused and hurt. He was at the bar, I couldn't wait any longer, to confront the harmful truth. Challenging him is what I did, to get the facts and make things be "okay". I prayed the rumors were wrong; but I new better. Everyone was there, They didn't want me to go in, but I fought my way through. I immediately saw him inside, holding a beer, with two chicks by his side. He looked at me with hate and fear, I took off walking out the door, my eyes filled with tears. Footsteps raced behind me, It was him, running and calling my name, I didn't look back- I kept going. "Babe!" he yelled, I didn't answer, I was too ashamed to care. He managed to make me stop, I looked him in his evil eyes, "who are those girls& did you sleep with her?" Everyone was watching, I had no longer worried what people thought, I wanted to know the truth. His rage, his power, was abnormal, I turned around to get away. He yelled, he screamed, others ran inside, some stayed to laugh and watch us fight. I felt a pull around my neck, A chain? A rope? there was no hope. I kicked him as hard as I could, he let go- I was free- I dropped to the ground, gasping for air. No one thought it was real, a prank one thought, a game another. He dragged me to the car, Threw me in, Locked the doors- told me not to scream. For a minute I thought, he would take me home, to talk about the "lies" Say he was sorry, hug me and tell me, everything was going to be alright. A friend-so I thought, ran by making jokes, that tonight was going to be "the night". I couldn't understand why, no one thought it was real, however, by morning they would realize, his rage and power took over my life. In the morning a car pulled up- my mom's driveway; two cops at the door, hats off with terrible news. I was dead, raped, murdered- slaughtered-tortured. My body was found, under a bridge, cold beaten, Dead... People were questioned, they knew it was him, they felt bad they didn't help. They told the cops it was a joke, some lied, some even cried. But that's okay, because I don't want their sympathy anyway, what I needed was a friend that, could have gotten me help that night. In one night I lost it all, being respected by many, to being dead to them all. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 256 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Krazykaric [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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