Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Open Window

Open Window

By Kazz Falcon

 

I love sleeping at night with an open window

The cold wind breezes through the house

It felt so comfortable

I always sleep like a baby

One night, I was sound asleep in bed

Someone entered the room

He got in bed with me

He put his hand on my leg

Finally, my husband was home from work

It was dark in the room

I could barely see his face

We begun kissing passionate

I noticed he was a little rough

I mentioned he was hurting me

He didn’t care at all

He wanted me right then and there

I couldn’t stop him

He was too strong for me

I was helpless

I screamed out loud

“Stop it! Stop it! Someone help me,” I yelled

My dear old husband wanted to rape me

He covered up my mouth

I was scared for my life

Out of the blue, someone broke down the door

They got into a fight

He escaped through the window

He turned on the light

I was dumbstruck

Dear Lord! My husband saved me from danger

I had no ideal it was someone else

I was safe once again

He looked around the bedroom

The window screen was missing

Crime invited itself through the open window

 

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