2/6/2016 1 Comment Hurt by Jazmen BishopHurt By Jazmen Bishop Every choke got a little harder, his grip felt like he was a pro at this. So silly of me to think it would stop after the first I’m sorry. His words are what made me stay, words that can now be called lies. The hands loosened, and for a while there were smiles but behind the smiles were hurt pain and anguish. Soon the words tightened up and soon they hurt worse than the sweaty hands on my throat. The tearstains turned into permanent bruises. Bruises turned into bad memories and there is no erasing those the bad memories turn into hateful filled holidays. Still I stayed, praying that things would get better. And now what do the kids have to remember their once close-knit family? Silence, silence kills all. About the author: Jazmen Who is 25, has been writing for ten years now. Her favorites are short stories and poetry. All based on life experiences. She hopes that others can learn through her trials and tribulations. She hopes to have her short story collection out by 2017. She currently resides with her children in Virginia and spends every free moment she can get writing and improving her gift. She also runs her own Facebook page called Jaz-Mania. Stop by sometimes she loves to make people laugh.
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Jennifer
2/6/2016 04:10:07 pm
I've had the privilege of meeting her as well as working with her and Jazmen is one of the most kind hearted and high spirited person I've ever known she has away with people and once you have had the honor of having a conversation with heryou will see how amazing she is.
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