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

    The cold December air soothes my wounds and I would stay out here all night if it weren’t for the fact that I’d eventually freeze to death. As I slowly turn my head to the left to allow the frosty breeze to ease the remaining damages that hasn’t been getting enough attention from the icy snow flakes, it hits me.

    As I see a faint light burn in the middle of this freezing night through the window in the otherwise dark house next to me, I know exactly where to go. The only place that my body allows me to go.

    I don’t really know her and I guess she knows just as little about me but she lives inside the only house that could ever give me the safety that I’m in need of right now. And inside this moment, with a growing ache inside this fragile body of mine, I couldn’t care less about our clumsy, awkward and meaningless exchange of words throughout the years.

    Knock.

    Knock.

    I let the only intact part of me loosely drop to my side as I await an answer. A single sign that tells me someone heard me. That someone’s there.

    But nothing. Nothing at all. Not even the slightest of movement.

    So I try again.

    Knock.

    Knock.

    Knock.

    A little harder this time. But delicately enough to let the sleeping forms continue their deep rest. Hard enough to stir the awaken person but faintly enough to not alert those sleeping souls.

    As I notice how the cold wind is starting to take a different direction and instead of relieving me from pain but letting me shiver from the cold, I’m hoping that she heard me this time. That someone heard me. Anyone.

    So I wait.

    I wait a little bit longer.

    But still. No answer.

    It’s just when I’m about to turn and walk away after giving up all hopes of waking up from this awful nightmare that I hear footsteps shuffle down the stairs on the other side. Delicate footsteps that are closing in and approaching the front door that I’m currently occupying with my mere presence.

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    1. 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

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    4. 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

    5. 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.

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