...the 'good' old days Part III... =)


This is worth reading...

I was once told - no matter how much you love this
man, no matter how much he may love you,
but if ever he lifts a hand and hits you...he's not worth it.
I do not think this is easy...but I guess it is true.....

I got flowers today.
It wasn't my birthday or any other special day. We
had our first argument last night, and he said alot of cruel things
that really hurt me. I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he
said, because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It
seemed like a nightmare. I couldn't believe it was real. I woke up
this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today, and it wasn't Mother's Day or
any other special day. Last night, he beat me up again. And it was much
worse than all the other times. If I leave him, what will I do? How
will I take care of my kids? What about money? I'm afraid of him and
scared to leave.
But I know he must be sorry. Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today. Today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me. He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers today.

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