Hidden Behind a DoorA Story by DanaKarriDon't get trapped in the past, but look towards the future. Grudges are a way of holding the future back."There is this door" She said. "And where does this 'door' lead to," said he physiologist. "To opportunities," She replied numbly. Have you seen what's behind this door?" He asked plainly "No," She looked at her feet. Why?" The question was simple It's, - It's just - It's so scary, to think I could just leave everything behind." She whispered, lip quivering. "Why fear a new start?" Why again Because I'm the one who was left behind." Her eyes welled with tears. "How long have you been looking at this door? So many questions. For years. For years I've sat in front of it, letting it mock me with its cleanliness, but never have I touched it. A bitter taste crawls up my throat when I even think about opening it," She justified, frowning deeply. And why not try?" "Because I can't just leave. I won't just leave my family's memory to be left the way it is. I want vengeance for my family's death." She screamed hysterically. Is that what they would want?" The question was stricking and struck her hard, like a bullet it cut open her chest and let her hearts raw emotions out. "No," She gulped down air, holding in tears. "Not at all." So she reached up past her demons, clenching grasps and grabbed hold of the handle, golden and warm. She faulted, letting a single tear fall across and down her cheek. This was what they wanted. So she opened the white door, with eyes closed and stepped through it, into an opportunity so perfect that she never looked back once. She never looked back at the grimy blood covered door she'd left behind. © 2013 DanaKarriAuthor's Note
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Added on September 7, 2013Last Updated on September 7, 2013 AuthorDanaKarriNoosa Heads, AustraliaAboutMy names Dana :) I'm in a beautiful relationship with a gorgeous person called Simon and he's got my heart. :) I'm an apprentice hairdresser and love getting creative with colours more..Writing
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