Crushed and broken.

She is all broken. I cannot mend her. Where has she gone? Her beautiful hair, her strong features are still there. Where has her voice gone? The light in her eyes?

He did it. He crushed her voice out of her. He took her and he broke her.

How I hate him! How I wish I could leave him!

There is blood on her dress. her arm is bent under her, the angle is all wrong. I want to move it, I want to make her comfortable, but she is so cold!

It is cold out here. Crouched here on the hard ground. The ground is so hard! That's why she's broken. His hands around her neck took her away and the hard ground broke her body. I should have known; no good ever came of getting close to me.

I hate him, and i hate myself. I will bury her, and then he will punish me. I deserve it, it is my fault that she's dead. When I touch her cheek it is cold. When I say goodbye she does not hear. I say it anyway.

He is watching me. I can see him on the balcony. I know he is smiling. He will probably hurt me soon. He has hurt me enough already.

I hate him. One day I will hurt him.

THE END