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    Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Making Memories Memorable)

    Story written on August 18, 2007 by overdose.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=14971
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    The darkness and the light.

    The only thing I feel is the dried blood on my face that constricts the skin when slowly trying to pry my eyes open and a searing ache that only grows by the second. By every waken breath that I take.

    A rush of panic spreads through my body.

    Darkness surrounding me. Everyone must’ve gone to bed and here I lie like a corpse that’s been swept under the carpet with
    probably some broken bones and a way too bloody face.

    If I stay here he’ll just beat me again. If I get up and walk up those stairs he’ll wake up by the creaking sound from the sixth step that always echoes throughout this empty house. And if he wakes up there’s a possibility that I’ll never wake up again.

    I have to get out of here.

    My eyes have begun to adjust to the dimness and I can distinguish the outlines of the living room right ahead of me. I can feel the dust from the cold floor that’s seeping through my nose and starts to itch inside my throat. I’m carefully stirring my fingers awake, trying to see if every one is still intact.

    Step by step.

    Then the arms. A blazing pain from my left side stretches throughout my whole body that clearly indicates an injured shoulder. The right arm seems to be relatively unharmed though.

    I use the strength that I have to shuffle over the floor and up against the door with it and manage to put myself in a sitting position. A forceful headache with the strength from a thousand hurricanes circulates behind my eyelids and I can’t really see straight.

    I have to get out of here. I have to get away from here, now.

    ***

    I don’t know I got up or how long it took me but what I do know is that I’m standing on the porch outside, looking at an illuminated residential area without the slightest clue of where to go.

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    2. I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS

    4. I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!

    6. u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.

    8. I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS

    10. I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!

    12. u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.

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