It is okay for you to cry it out.
No one is going to hurt you anymore.
I placed the plastic over me.
The sound of the door banging shut echoes throughout the house.
They're coming up the stairs.
I quickly tied the knot.
Remember, you are okay.
You will be fine soon.
Taking in the last source of oxygen.
My cheeks wrinkled from the tears.
All I could see was my breath fogged around me.
The doors open.
It was too late for them for I had done their job.