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20th April, 2015

Last night I saw a dream, a nightmare rather. It was so bad that I can't get over it yet. 

To get over something, I usually write down every little detail of that incident or that event or a nightmare even. It helps me and I hope that it will help you as well. Give it a try. 

My dream, I kind of made up a small poem on it and even though it isn't a great piece, I would like you to read it anyways. 

So here we go: 

" He strangled her throat and hit her hard. But every Christmas she would make him a card.

   Her legs trembled and she cried hard.

  

   He strangled her throat and bruised her hand. But every time he fell sick, for him she would run an      errand. Her legs trembled but she did not cry. 

   Her strangled her throat and pulled her arm, he screamed and pulled her again. But she stood there,    unmoved. She did not make him a card or run an errand. She did not cry and her legs did not                tremble." 

I would like to believe that this happens to no one. Ever. That the girl is only a fragment of my dream, of my imagination and nothing else. That every one out there is happy, even though they have their bad days at times. 

Love always, 

Urja