March 31, 2009 at 11:36 am
Feeling the wetness of the blood run down her arm, not knowing how much
blood she is losing..she clentchs her fist in rage. Lifting his body
into her arm to hold him one last time, she feels the tears run down
mixing in with blood and dirt. Quietly asking "Why?!... Why not me
Wounded and weak, she still ends up picking up his lifeless body.
Walking for miles, a car passing her screetches to a hault. The driver
gets in a panic as he see's the body and rushes to the young woman to
help. She falls to her knees, gently laying his body on the pavement.
As he get closer.. he asks her 'What Happened!?!", She tell's...