BrittNoonanNightmares

Here I am again I start this blog with a little story. Enjoy. More to come later. Can I Ever Live? Glass shatters, screams fade into shallow gasps of breaths. A laugh, vicious and sharp stands out as the gasps turn to silence. He stands alone, cracking his knuckles, watching her crumble in a heap on the rug he always hated. Relief and shame rush over him, guilt eats away at his soul, crumbling his smile into a frown. He falls to his knees beside her and reaches out to touch her arm, her heat cooling quickly. Her open mouth releasing no puffs of air. He pokes at her, looking for a sign of life but finding none. He collapses on his ass and turns away from her, a tear forming, surprising him. He smiles and stands up, feeling a wave of excitement. He did it. He finally did it. The knife lays on the floor, covered in rich blood, while broken pieces of glass scatter the floor and over her lifeless body. He stretches and stands up, walking into the garage to find his saw, h...