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And she screamed

She found herself Screaming, Why was she here , she often wondered ,Why !! But deep down she knew , she was elegant ,she was classy , a head turner and most of all she knew how to work the audience ,every where she went they were there , she felt voyuered, almost violated .. For over 20 years she was feted , pampered ,groomed ,she loved it ,being wined and dined , she became accustomed to the lifestyle ,but deep down she felt something was wrong ,deep down she felt empty.. She somehow felt used ,A gut feeling..The wives never actually spoke to her , she thought.Then it dawned on her ,yes she was being used. The wives hated her ,well most of them , wishing they were her , them with their knives in her back smiles , they dispised her , they saw through her,she was not of their stock , she dated into money , nothing else , so the she devils whispered..While the husband gawked , tripped over themselves, haughty laughter , all hoping she would look their way ,but he was there , he sat and he observed , smugly to himself , She was paid for ,that what she was made for . And so she screamed ,she cried inside , but no one could hear her cries , or no really cared ,in the midst of them all she felt so alone ,so empty ..so so lost...

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Book: Shattered Sighs