As tears ran down her face, she died slowly inside for her show of weakness.
Rain pounded down on the ground, symbolizing the rush of blood.
Her heart pounded in her ears, causing her to hear her life receding.
The thunder clashed
Fear rushed in her veins, as she wondered what would come next.
As her father rushed her, panic enveloped her body.
She felt pain throb, her body reflecting her internal being
As glass pierced her skin, the thunder covered her screams.
No one came to help, for no one heard
As her father came, no one cared enough
To stop the Storm
Pick a Prompt 2
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