I'm Not Breakable (standard:drama, 1392 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Apr 17 2004	Views/Reads: 3402/2096	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A woman looks back at her life through a song. She learns that though out it all she isn't breakable. See what you think, then let me know. Feedback is always appreciated and gladly accepted.

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'Cause its not free baby, you'll have to pay 

You just keep me contemplating, that your soul is slowly fading.” 

The price she had to pay was the price of herself. They all wanted
someone from her, until she had nothing to give back. All of their 
contemplating had caused her soul to fade away. She became invisible to 
the world. She became something she hated, a monster that couldn't 
escape the past. A monster that lived and breathed the pain of the 
past, bring it up when she least expected it too. She was a monster 
that wanted to destroy everything good about the woman. 

“God, don't you know that I live with a ton of regret? 

'Cause I used to move you in a way that you've never known 

But then I accused you in a way that you've never known 

But you've hurt me in a way that I've never known...” 

She does live with a ton of regret. Most of it is misplaced. Maybe she
shouldn't regret what wasn't her fault to begin with. She feels that 
she moved them to do those things they did. If she hadn't been there 
they would have done it to someone else. If she hadn't been there 
someone else would have her life. Someone would have her pain. In a 
way, she is glad that she was there. No one else was hurt but her. 

She has confronted some of the people that have hurt her. She's told
them of the pain they have caused her. They told her it was just a 
product of her imagination. It never happened to begin with. Couldn't 
she see they had the perfect life? They weren't the type of people to 
do something like that. Couldn't she see that she was the sick one? Not 
them with their perfect wives and children, they couldn't have been 
sick enough to use a child or a woman. They weren't responsible for the 
way she turned out. It was her choice to let them do this to her, if 
she were to be believed. 

The chorus plays on as she thinks maybe they were right. Maybe it is all
in her head. But, how do you get something like that out? How do you 
think up something like that? There's no way she could have made it up. 
She had been too young to know about things like that. This life wasn't 
a figment of her imagination it was true. It had been her life. 

It had been her heart that had withstood the pain of abuse. It had been
her body that took one blow after another. It had been her mind they 
had tried to destroy. It had been her soul they tried to steal from 
her. It had been her life they wanted in the end. 

“Listen, baby you'll be, you'll be alone.” 

It was them that had to be alone.  They had the innocence of a child and
a woman living in them.  They had destroyed what had been a fragile 
soul to begin with. It wasn't her that was alone. For she had the guilt 
of one that had been abused and lived to tell about it, that would 
never leave her. It would stay with her until the day she died. 

She could never imagine herself being alone. The demons would hurt her
down if she were alone. They would never leave her alone. The memories 
would never left her be alone. She could never be able to stand living 
alone. For she had memories that could kill her if she were alone. 

"Break me shake me hate me take me make me. 

Fake me break me shake me hate me take me. 

Break me!" 

They had broken her heart. They had shaken her very core. They hated her
for still being alive to tell about it. They had taken over her mind. 
They made her do things she would have never done. 

They made her think she was fake. They had broken her body. They had
shaken her soul. They hated her for the reminder that they weren't as 
good as they thought. They had tried to take her life. 

Had they broken her spirit? No, never! That was reserved for someone who
deserved it. It was for someone that deserved her. She had lived 
through it all. She had beaten them all. She had survived. That was 
something they could never take from her. No matter what they did to 
her, she still had the will and drive to survive. 

The woman gets up and walks out of the darkness. With a smile on her
face, she faces the sunshine waiting for her. Knowing that she hadn't 
always lived her life to the fullest. But, she has lived none the less. 
That makes her smile and it also makes her shine. She walks off into 
the sunshine and never looks back.


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