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Tick -tock -tick- tock .The clock zoned out her sobs in the silent of the night .Her shallow breathing echoed in her head as her heart pelted against her chest.She wanted to scream, to run, to just let it out but she didn’t know how ... laying her sweaty forehead against the pillows. Twisting and turning to find relieve from the vivid pictures playing inside her head. They were pulling and taking her memories and turning them into dark, horrendous thoughts making her dread for what was to come. Her shaking hand reached for her glass of water to ease the sweltering heat ....