ALONE IN THE DARKEST HOUR

Pain. Anguish. Sorrow.

Waves of it in a flood.

To make it worse, everywhere you look there’s darkness. You grope in the dark for a hand to hold for support. And find none.

Questions dance around in your head. Why did this happen? How did this happen?

Tears become a permanent feature on your face. You wish for the end to come. But each second stretches out like an eternity…

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