Dificultades Romane & Geschichten

I only notice blurry lines but react instantly, sitting up. I growl, yawning, and shower. Complaining, I get dressed and finish getting ready. “Come on, Tela, quick. I made tea to help you relax, I…” “Relax? Do I look stressed or what?” I snap, finishing my lipstick. “Hey, hey friend! Didn’t it settle in the back? Are you in a bad mood?” “Nooo, I… I feel this way because I hate going to a trial.” “Let’s go… Mónica will handle everything. I’ll teach you some strategies along the way.”

Lillian nodded vigorously at what her mother said, her voice still failing her. Margaret let out a dry chuckle, “oh please, stop this foolishness. Contended with what you have? What do you have? No tell me, what do you have, what are you contended with? A house in dire need of repair and that is not even yours? You are sick with breast cancer but you can’t even afford money for your surgery, yet you say you are contended with what you have. Spare me that rubbish and take the money you and I know you need.”

I lay on the cold, hard bunk, staring at the ceiling, my heart pounding with fear and confusion. The cell was a stark, unforgiving place. My cellmate, a burly man with a shaved head and a tattooed neck, glared at me from across the dimly lit space. His hardened eyes held a mixture of curiosity and suspicion, as though he could smell the fear on me. I was the newcomer, the fresh meat, and I felt like a helpless animal in a den of predators.

“Say something. Please.” Handsome features distorted in her glassy vision. Sobs strangled in her throat, her words coming out raw, pained. “I don’t know what to say. I thought – I knew it was bad. I thought maybe…” Her voice hitched, her breath coming out in rapid, shallow bursts. “How do you expect me just to carry on, like this is – like it’s nothing?” “They’re bad people. People who hurt others. They steal from little old ladies, rape kids.” His voice cracked and pitched, scrambling to stop her from kicking him out. “I would never, ever hurt anyone that didn’t deserve it.”

HARD. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?

“Who fed you with that rubbish, it was you who refused to open the door to your room and to your heart no matter how hard anyone knocked, I stayed over at home for two months hoping you’ll open up, but all you did was lock up the more I tried and I thought you hated me that much, so I had to leave home for you to be normal. When I came home and saw that you were okay at Veronica’s place, I realized that my absence was all you needed not me” God! I hate myself now “Mom...” I couldn’t find the right word to say. “Save it June. You don’t have to say anything because you don’t have the slightest idea of what I went through seeing my own daughter in that state when I had nothing to do. We’re both

She said smiling tearfully. "Thank you so much Martha, thank you so much for being here." He tried raising his hand up so he could touch her face, but he couldn't. He tried raising his hands up again, but it still yielded the same result. "Martha... Martha.. Martha." He called out with so much fear in his voice. "What is it William?.. what's wrong with you." Martha asked him fearfully. "I can't move my hands martha, I can't move my legs. I can't move them martha... What's wrong, why can't I move my legs. Why can't I move my body?" He uttered getting hysterical.

She tried to picture the air in front of her turning into thick glass. Rave waited a few seconds and then reached for Leesa’s shoulder. His finger encountered no resistance. He saw her features darken in disappointment. He gave her shoulder a light squeeze of encouragement. “This is so hard,” Leesa said. “It’s all hard when you are starting,” Dominic said. “Almost nothing works for the first few tries, as you have already experienced. But you are right, this one is extra difficult. I wish there was some way I could demonstrated it for you.”

“Damnit Cheryl, I should be the better person, I should walk away from you, but I’m a selfish man, you make it easier to live.” I fell back into the passengers’ seat with a sigh, he always talked in riddles that I didn’t understand, whenever I pushed him on it, he shut down and I wouldn’t hear from him for a few days. It wreaked havoc on my soul, so I stopped pushing, and he stopped shutting down.