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shell
It was hardening, a crusted over surface with no cracks and little wiggle room. Her heart rate escalated, this could not be happening- It wasn't... But as her muscles found more and more restraint, she realized the reality of her fate. The shell, smooth, without crack or defect on it's outer surface, completely encompassed her. With one final breath, she stood still.
silk
It wove it's way up towards her heart, like silk, so soft, So delicate It wove it's way up towards her neck the silk, so soft So delicate It twisted into a knot around her neck like silk, so strong so intricate It twisted her up and she lay dead like silk, so strong so lifeless
transform
slowly she began to transform in front of their eyes as she let her face cloud over into an abyss of darkness as she lifted the blade onto herself and pushed forcefully as they screamed as her body fell lifelessly
instill
the fear instilled itself into her heart split second decision, and the realization- "I'm going to die" She closed her eyes
fought
tears stung at her eyes as she glared up at him, and their gazes met. She wanted to burst into tears right then and there as she felt her feelings tremor inside her, but no. no she could not do that without expecting his ridicule. Bitter words came out from her mouth, stinging in nature but he appeared unfazed. He spat back at her, "you aren't worth this" she felt as though she'd been slapped in the face.
television
we stared at the screen, static ringing through our ears and the picture quality low, but we still watched. perhaps it was the late night drowsiness that kept our interest in the television, or perhaps it was the fact that we were doing this, together. alone in the dark with nothing but a screen and each other as we experienced the same flashing images, the same story. it drew us closer in ways we didn't realize
defended
I helped her I defended her honor and this this is how she repays me after after all the love and support I just don't understand because No one else helped you Just me So why stab me in the back after I defended you to my friends and family? and to myself