Mirror
#1 of writen
it hurst so badly
Mirror....
he stood nude looking into the mirror. his body still wet, steam filling the air around him.
He stared hard at the thing in the mirror, it stared back .
he hate it...
he looked down at his body and shook his head slowly as he saw the scar on his belly scales.
with one paw he coverd it and then looked back at the mirror . the thing stared back holding his belly eyeds empty and dark
" why?" he hasked himself as he closed his eyes, tears began filling them
slowly falling down his muzzle.
gently he ran his paw down his legs and felt ther scars there on his lower body.
memorys that whereforever etched into his hide.
memorys of the night they had beat him , left him gaged ant tied to die.
he was breathing heavy now a paw on the wall.
hot tears fellnow like rain as he opend hisd eyes and looked over at the razzor there, his uncles
"wh..why?" he whisperd as he closed his eyes again.
love... had there.. yes he had love he was loved Michel he could.... no.. no love.
michel was gone. head on into another car. the driver had been drunk.
he felt himself shaking as he fond the razor. slowly he took it apart.
"wh..why.. pplease god..why" he said. the same thing said over and over after he had been raped.
he looked at the mirror as he picked up one of the blades.
was this what his freind Sam had fealt as he had pulled the triger?
did it bringe release as his blood splaterd the wall and his freind who watched stund...
he was on his knees now. blade in hand. trembling, breathing hard .
" it cant hurt.. as much as all this hurts.. " he whisperd .
slowly the blaed begain to dig into his wrist, he maid no sound ads he prayed silently for salvation. for forgivness.
his phone that had fallen to the ground rang. he could read the text from where he sat.
"bought the buss tickects.. get to the bus station my love.."
the blade fell from his paw and he closed his eyes.
some where. somhow some one had heard his cry
and had awnserd his prayres.