Owner of my hell

ro

without having to resort to selling drugs or prostitution, something that I've seen a lot of colleagues look for in high school. Today, once again I had to put up with

mark making the blood flow to the bridge of the nose, his large and heavy body falling to the ground with a heavy thud. I let loose the air

ota of sleepless nights. It was when the squeaky voice of the customer who mistreated me with refinements of cruelty while throwing hot coffee on my clothes attracted all my attention. The burning of the hot liquid w

s scream reverberate finally bringing my hearing back to the present. When I came out of the torpor I found the greenest eyes I have ever seen in l

to being in a car with the unknown who shot two people less than an hour ago. I watch my hands against my knees and feel my heart rising to m

, use my arms to hug me trying to protect me from something I do not know, do not understand, but would soon understand. The black dots

coming way, I want to scream and beg you to let me go but just feel more welcomed, Touching the strands of my hair so

take a

ou. - I c

sually cause panic attack

the expensive and woody perfume, mix

sis was not because of

elves: Embraced. Quickly he returns to his place as I lift my

her reason wo

eking to see the best in people some things ended up shaping me too strongly. So I decided to be a doct

uthoritative voice has

wer. - I shuddered rolling my fingers ag

ally do when they are irritated and need someone to take it out. But the slap did not come the heavy air and the warm breath against my lips attracte

oned and the breath minty reac

uld answer without averting my eye

like a fool watching the profile of his body shaped by the suit, the

- It's not a question, actu

k you? - I try

des being the pet of t

he window, people walking down the street, each with dreams to be realized. So I puff up my ches

the central hospital. - I say the last part without being able to hide the sarca

law. - Your authoritative voice fills the car. - I need

dry terrified by the typ

your job s

gaze leaves no questions, but

a shot I grazed durin

ment, the car stops, I have no time to answer because a man is already opening the door, I begin to move away when he himself pushes the other of my vision and extends

alling forward being held by him, I feel his nose going through the

ice notes once again what I realized hours ago and to make matte

lready be embarking for the north pole to escape from it and