Drowning in Air

cherryqueen7

Reads 178
Votes 13
Parts 11
Time 36m

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Reads 178
Votes 13
Parts 11
Time 36m

cherryqueen7

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*Completed*
    
    Aubrey lived in the depts of her room. She gasped for air each night wondering why she continued. The uneasiness of her head, feeling like water was flooding her mind. In reality, all that was flooding was her thoughts. All she ever felt was the fist of her father, the salty bitter tears on her face, and the sweet devil tears coming from her lip. She wanted more, something different. Something that didn't hurt. Something she could depend on. 
    
    With her father watching over her, she would try to gain privacy in her small, compact closet. Filled with old clothes of her mother, with the smell of burnt roses. Aubrey slowly realized that she was dying. She knew with the torture she went through every day would either kill her physically, or mentally. Water only seemed right.All Rights Reserved

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*Completed*
    
    Aubrey lived in the depts of her room. She gasped for air each night wondering why she continued. The uneasiness of her head, feeling like water was flooding her mind. In reality, all that was flooding was her thoughts. All she ever felt was the fist of her father, the salty bitter tears on her face, and the sweet devil tears coming from her lip. She wanted more, something different. Something that didn't hurt. Something she could depend on. 
    
    With her father watching over her, she would try to gain privacy in her small, compact closet. Filled with old clothes of her mother, with the smell of burnt roses. Aubrey slowly realized that she was dying. She knew with the torture she went through every day would either kill her physically, or mentally. Water only seemed right.

11 parts