Cries in the NightMature

2010 - 2011

Life continued. 

There were no more bruises I could see, but I knew there had to be.

There were more fights, my 14th birthday was spent at home because Dad and Mom didn't want to go out. 

I cried. My heart hurt. And I pleaded with God to just take me away.

He didn't, but he gave me strength.

Why are there only a few paragraphs in this chapter? Because this is how this year was. No big event, no help, just....was. 

No deliverance.

Just crying in the night.

The End

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