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Disturbance
Waking up
In a cold sweat
She hears footsteps
Down the hall
The door would creak open
And a monster
Would come through
Moving quietly and calmly
Trying not to
Make a sound
He nears her bed
And she turns over
Pretending to be asleep
Pulling on the sheets
He says to her
“What a beautiful angel”
Trying to turn her over
He hums quietly
She lays there
Stiff as possible
Trying hard not to
Allow her to move her
He touches her leg
With his icy hand
And moves under
Her night gown
She tries as much
As she can
Not to allow him
To touch her
But he always does
And asks her to cooperate
But she doesn’t want to
He begins to hurt her
And she is startled
With pain and fright
He puts his hand
Over her mouth
She could taste
His skin and dirt
On his rough, dry hands
When he is finished
He wipes her tears away
Cleaning up
He tells her
He had a bad day
And she was the only one
Who could make it better
He kisses her good night
And says he loves her
For he will see her tomorrow
At those words
She cringes
For how much
She hates tomorrow
