She placed her hand against the cold window as the terrible memories flooded back through her mind. Her tears continued to flow creating a small puddle of hurt on the floor. All the argument and the harsh words were dancing in her brain.
She started thrashing about, tearing at her clothes and yanking at her hair. With her nails she dug at her skin causing her to bleed. She didn't mind the blood in fact she welcomed it. Then in all her misery and hurt she fell to the floor and put her head in her hands. She sat there and cried because she knew that she would never find love again!
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