...Then there's the guilt. It drapes around you like a thick winter blanket, smothering, heavy. You flounder around to find the light, to get that weight off your shoulders, but there's no way out. That's how I felt when I found out I killed my mother.
Rated: K+ - English - Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 419 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Published: 1/10/2011 - Complete