I looked at the figure whose body was draped in the black cloak. I realized
who it was in a heartbeat, just before her grip loosened on it, and the wet
cloth fell off off of her and slapped the ground, which left her exposed to
the cold midnight air.
Her cheeks were somewhat swollen and red with black, blue, and purple bruises covering her face as if she had been in a fight. A bright red gash was drawn across her forehead, from which blood dripped. Her lip was also bleeding, and merged with the blood coming from the corner of her mouth. Her small frame shook from the cold and from the obvious fright she was experiencing. Her brown hair hung limply around her face, and a mixture of blood and water dripped continuously from her onto my porch. I searched her eyes for a moment, which were red and swollen from crying. I saw the same fear and confusion that I had seen in her the first day I had ever seen her, but she wasn't lost this time. She was afraid. Then in an instant, she muttered something, and fainted into my arms.
Her cheeks were somewhat swollen and red with black, blue, and purple bruises covering her face as if she had been in a fight. A bright red gash was drawn across her forehead, from which blood dripped. Her lip was also bleeding, and merged with the blood coming from the corner of her mouth. Her small frame shook from the cold and from the obvious fright she was experiencing. Her brown hair hung limply around her face, and a mixture of blood and water dripped continuously from her onto my porch. I searched her eyes for a moment, which were red and swollen from crying. I saw the same fear and confusion that I had seen in her the first day I had ever seen her, but she wasn't lost this time. She was afraid. Then in an instant, she muttered something, and fainted into my arms.
