#wishful heart
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish.
was the only thing that came out of her mouth ever minute.
Wishing for a pretty house, wishing for a lovely cat, wishing for a beautiful child to fill her heart.
But she never had any, it was in fact a pain to wake up everyday and be greeted with slaps from her drunken partner.
Her suffering was endless, her pain was relentless. She often pondered if there was a God why he treated her so. She went on like this for years having only her heart to give her strength.
At last one day, she could do it no more for her torture was now a thousand more oh!, look at that available cliff greetings me form my window. She had thought.
And that is how Grabrilla Montez was no more.

© MIRALEBTH01