While sitting alone in the room in the dark, she felt a sense of belongingness as if it knew all of her dark and dirty secrets, her undoings, and all her sins. The walls had heard everything and if they could talk, they would whisper about how dirty she thought she was. How she had cried about those hands that had wronged her, and every night of her muffled cries and those silently falling tears.
Oh, how innocent her heart had been, yet, the shame burned through her insides when it wasn't even her fault....