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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lolita woke up in a sweat. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to cry. The pain in her face and heart was excruciatingly bad. Lolita grabbed hold the bed, and rocked back and forth. As the events from last night played in her head. She confronted her husband Ricky about money missing from their savings account. Ricky became furious and punched Lolita continuously. He pushed her into a window and it shattered. Lolita looked down at her thighs and saw glass. And she picked it out. Wondering why she couldn’t feel it. Her shirt was covered in blood. From her busted lip. Tears falling uncontrollably down her face. Lolita felt stuck. If she left Ricky, where would she go? She had no family. She had no friends. Ricky isolated her from the world. She was only allowed to work and come home. She waited on Ricky hand and foot. She felt more like his slave than his wife. Lolita no longer loved Ricky. But he manipulated her into thinking that no one but him loved her. And no one would ever love her. But Lolita was tired. She had enough. She was tired of the beatings, the controlling, and the manipulations. A voice went off in her head telling her to run and not look back. She looked back at Ricky, he was sleeping so peacefully. As much as Lolita hated her husband, she would never hurt him. She would leave his fate in Gods hands. Lolita took a deep breath. Then she stood up. And she ran. She ran out the front door and didn’t close it. Lolita was running for her life. And she dare not to look back. And tears of joy flowed from her eyes. Her eyes became so clouded with tears that she didn’t see the car coming her way. And BOOM!!!! Lolita was hit by the car. When she finally opened her eyes, Ricky was staring her in her face. Lolita jumped up and looked around. She was in her bedroom, in her bed with Ricky. It had been a dream. She hadn’t went anywhere. Lolita awoke from her sleep with the devil starring her in her face. No freedom. No tears of joy. No happiness. Just Lolita and the devil.
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