![]() ![]() Clapped her ears to render mute the approaching flounce of his heavy feet. She shut her eyes against his vile effusion. Under its menace her back throbbed remembering the furious lash of his anger it bore the last time. Today, it found Sarah in her closet with beads of primal fear running down her temples as a man’s foul oaths, quickly drawing closer, rose to hulking bellows. ![]() But whatever place she had chosen to scurry behind or beneath, a feeling of bone deep chill always followed her there. ![]() She had once been small enough to hide under a pile of clothes. There was no nook or cranny left in her room where her desperation had not led her to seek a cloak of safety. Its echo magnified the weight of her own dread ten times, and so burdened, all she could do was nod in answer. Sarah had only ever known this voice in caution and fear, however the fume of terror it carried today was nothing as she had heard before. ![]() “Sarah, honey, stay in there.” A woman’s muffled, frightened imploring slinked in through the dark. The rampant beats of her fearful little heart threatened to betray the cover of darkness black as a night’s fickle soul she found for a refuge. I hope u give it a chance with ur patience. Hi, this story has Won Watty Awards in Most Popular Teen Fiction and Best Hero. ![]()
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