Hubby and I took Ruby for her second walk this afternoon and I was walking just behind them. Ruby stopped suddenly, so did hubby, so I stopped too, so as not to walk into Hubby. Ruby shifted back as did hubby’s…right on to my fault.
Hubby snapped”Don’t stand right behind mind me…be more careful” ?????
Bloody Men.
Oh, my foot is sore up it is okay.
The Return.
Headlights pierced the room through the blinds. Oh! No she thought he’s back. The stress filled her body, why she asked herself, every time she thought she could relax he came home. Oh! Well that’s the end of her rest, best get him a cuppa and some food and of course the remote!
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.
Shut the door , shut them all out cover your ears
Pull the curtain, drop the latch wish you could shut out your fears.
The pain is building, pumping in your blood, echoing in your head .
Find the tin box, the one you hide , with the knife and tissues under your bed.
Put the light on take a deep breath not long now release is at hand.
Take the knife watch it cut , cut deep see the red line expand
Seeping out it takes the pain , make it work this time again
Make it work deeper we go , damn it’s gushing tissues quick make no stain.
Why won’t it stop , just watch it flow
Making all my pain and fears go
I am feel so cold ,I can’t stop shaking
Falling, falling all is fading something is all my agony taking ………………….
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