Alone

Please help me, i have nowhere left to turn Please save me, my rapid decline is overwhelming Please protect me, i am my worst enemy Please love me, i hate myself Please nurture me, i am continuously hungry Please acknowledge me, i am blind and confused Please cover me, i am so cold Please understand me, i feel so alone

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My New Story (para. III)

She walks into her apartment and immediately kicks off her pumps. Flicking the light switch, she sees her cat Jasper stretching on the couch, preparing himself to greet her in his usual fashion. He rubs his warm body across her legs, intertwining himself between them and using his tail to tickle the space behind her knees as Caitlynn stands by the stove in the kitchen, turning on a burner for the kettle. She untucks her blouse from her skirt and begins to undo the buttons as she makes her way to her bedroom. In a matter of seconds, she emerges in a large New York Giants tee shirt and navy blue sweat pants, her cranberry red hair finger combed up and tied in a loose ponytail, and flip flops, exposing her crimson toes, matching her hair. The whistling of the kettle causes Jasper to let out a low, soft meow. The aroma of honey and peppermint quickly fill the air of her tine studio apartment. Caitlynn takes a deep breath before each sip of her teat, closing her eyes and imagining herself in a different place during a different time. She loses herself in her hot cup of freedom.

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