one dark night

I stared into the darkness of my room, crying silently because I didn’t want to wake anyone. It was after 1 a.m., and I couldn’t sleep. My heart was pounding so loud that I could hear my own pulse. A question had entered my mind, causing great, sudden distress:

Who’s going to walk me down the aisle at my wedding?

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one dark night

why i’m glad i didn’t take revenge

Note: names followed by an asterisk (*) have been changed for confidentiality purposes.


I stared at my shaking hands. I had been preparing for this day for the last two years and I couldn’t afford to make too many mistakes. The white keys beneath my figures blurred as tears filled my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was about to cry in the middle of my piano final! (Which, by the way, I needed to pass in order to g r a d u a t e !)

No, I thought. Not here, not now!

“Alexa,” my professor said. “Is something wrong?”

I didn’t want him to see that I was crying. But it was too late.

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