A wall in her heart rose. Another door locked over her wounded soul. She wouldn't let in people who didn't care. Why trust people who just lock you up, don't give you dignity for simply being a human and don't even help the hurt deep inside? It didn't make sense. Sabrina walked away from the hospital and as she did put another piece of the mask over her being. Slowly she was building a masquerade to lock out humans, just like they were locking her out.
(A Short Story) By Monica C. Voskamp Alone. Alone she ran down the path, away from the ceremony. She left behind the music , the crowd, the cake, the gifts..she left as a running bride, running from the man still standing there. The man she loved, Ryan, who had just said vows to her. [...]