She said...

Ouch. She said: " The pain that we think is killing us now is the only thing that will keep us from feeling that we are dead later on when someone hurts us much more." No reply followed this statement except for the aceptance that they felt in their hearts for what she had just told them. She wept on her pillow that night because she knew that she could only give this acceptance to others, but never herself. She could know the world, the truths and the lies held within it, but she herself could never be a part of it. Alone and so far away from the room filled with people. Up against a wall with nowhere to go.