She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. By the time he had reached St. We want it badly at the present time. ” He was suddenly resentful. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. ” She said quietly. “My God!” and ceased to move.
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