If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm. Fighting all sorts of emotions I wish it was no more. It seems to never end making it rise like a hurricane. I'm trapped like a tsunami drowning me in pain. I can't breathe it's almost suffocating. It's clouding in I'm hyperventilating There are sirens for tornados except it's my screams The harsh sounds to my ears and I'm caught in the streams. I need a way out from all these feelings. Before I explode out of the ceiling. I lock myself so people aren't in the crossfire. But it's me indeed who can't escape the fire. Who can save me from my mind? I'm lost and no one is ever so kind A beautiful disaster no one ever saw coming Held confined in my skin its self numbing A flood of emotions and I'm suffering In need of a Savior to do some fathering God loved me in my storm He saved me and I am transformed A beautiful disaster turned into a beautiful lesson Now I have someone who cares for me and its a blessing

I, Bridget Hanson, just moved to the city of Tusla. Let me just say Wow not like Wichita at all. As I’m moving in I notice my neighbors peeping through their curtains. At first it was too alarming to me since I just moved here and they probably are curious. The next day I decide to bake them an apple pie to get acquainted. As I walk towards the house I notice a kid in the upper window. When I met them they invited me in. After I left the kid was still there however I met no kid. Not too mention they were old enough to be my grandparents but no judging here. My new job was going great. Everyone was so nice here. They asked me questions about where I lived and who’ve I met already. When I told them my neighbors name, there was silence. It was like I said a forbidden word. Then they left in a hurry now I was really curious. I looked up their names but nothing. No record no anything it’s like they didn’t exist. When I went back home. My neighbors were dragging something into their cellar. But nevermind I acted like I didn't see anything and began going in the house. It's 1am I can't sleep, then there is a knock. Who could it be? I thought to myself but as I put my robe on and look through the window. It was my neighbors huh I did not know the reason but I went to open the door. They told me one of their friends were missing and wanted to know if I've seen them. I said no and closed the door. It was mighty weird and they had blood all over their clothes. However since it was too early to recall Bridget went on her way to work. My neighbors that day invited me to their house, I politely declined but they insisted. I went in a sat down to have dinner with them. It was oddly silent and no one moved. Until someone from the basement came running out screaming bloody murder. This person was covered from head to toe in blood and what my neighbors did next was shocking. THEY KILLED HIM RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I ran and I ran. I reached my home safely and locked every door. However I knew no one would believe me they would think I was crazy. The next day I went to work and confided in one of my co-workers but of course, they said I had nothing to prove it with. It was my word against theirs and I would absolutely sound crazy. This was definitely a different welcoming community and I wanted to leave.

Everybody kicks me hits me and excepts more of me. With the unrealistic expectations they have for me but don’t live up to their own. I am hurt and no one seems to care about how I feel. They want me to be their puppet and to have no voice. Don’t they know I’m human and not a doll. They only call me when they want me, they only call to use me. It hurts, damages a million pieces like self destruction.. Only I'm not doing it to myself, I'm letting it happen and that's worse. I need to stand up for myself. I am not a toy to be used. I am a human and I deserve to be treated like one.

Til death do us apart. I never did understand that. A Love that never fails unlike my flesh. Disintegrating since my death. My soul belongs to Christ, my one true love. He loved me before I knew him. Our souls bound to heaven for eternity the greatest gift anyone has given me. To find a love like His on earth was presented to me. My husband and I became as one unified through Christ. The spookiest part was death do us apart. I feared for our lives when the other one dies. I knew in fact we would both die, our bodies side by side. The corpses represented our endless love. The bodies show the story of our unified love with Christ. Placed carefully with purpose we set an example for all. Both were lost until they were reborn into one. Stringed together to signify of becoming. My hand on his heart and his on mine. Real to the touch and eyes looking at mine. Our lives forever intertwine.

You gone. Life is not what it used to be. You filled me with such joy. A world left of misery. All I feel is brokenness and you used to heal me. It feels worse than death I wish it took me. It’s suffocating almost life-threatening. A life without you is a life I never want. My creator, my Heavenly Father. You’ve never left me nor forsake me. If I didn’t know you my life would end as quick as it began. It’s all darkness for me now. No hope or faith is abound. I’m lost and can never be found. Decaying faster than a corpse. No purpose left to give. Destined to a fate I never imagined. A path where I never wanted to go. Destruction is all I know. I have no wisdom no purpose no life. A happy girl I once was will sadly never thrive. You are the person I care for the most. However life without you is a nightmare that would never go away.