July 2017

July 4th, 2017

It was too hot inside, even with the air conditioning on, so I sat outside on the stoop and cried. It was about midnight and I wanted to walk around to get out some of my frustration, but I felt like I couldn’t because it was too dangerous for a girl and cried some more. I was fanning myself and the breeze was cool and consoling. As pitiful as I felt, I was glad I was able to feel that way at all. After awhile I walked back upstairs, opened all the windows, and fell asleep.

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