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| By kitten_princess | ||||||||||
| 21 September 2006 | ||||||||||
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Comments, please! :) The door screamed last night as I tried to sneak in. It leaked out an old woman's cackle while my feet, those slabs, pockmarked with lacquer, slapped the stuttering boards beneath, like two dead fish on a market stall. I called on God once, then again as a bedroom door seemed to ask a question, upstairs, "Please let me in. Don't let him find me here. Keep me safe." But the question grew louder, more deafening, a roar of rhetoricals... I couldn't answer as I stood in front of him, my glitter bouncing beams off his faded night frock Duck.
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