-she had taken to sleeping on the couch the past few nights, since being in her bedroom just brought back too many memories. Memories of her with Eric, just months before, spending time together and passing the night with hours and hours of love making. Now it was just depressing being there. Part of her missed Eric, and part of her just wanted to forget that ever happened, forget that they were ever together. She wanted a new start. And a new start was just what she would have.-
-it hadn't taken her too long to find the ball-peen hammer that Gran had kept in the shed out back; she had grabbed it and all but ran upstairs to her room. And she didn't hold back. She let out all of the frustration that had been eating her alive the past few weeks, screaming, cussing and yelling as she bashed at the wall. Of course, it wasn't making much of a dent since she wasn't using that big of a hammer. She didn't care. It just felt good to destroy something and tear it apart, make it feel just like her heart.-
-it hadn't taken her too long to find the ball-peen hammer that Gran had kept in the shed out back; she had grabbed it and all but ran upstairs to her room. And she didn't hold back. She let out all of the frustration that had been eating her alive the past few weeks, screaming, cussing and yelling as she bashed at the wall. Of course, it wasn't making much of a dent since she wasn't using that big of a hammer. She didn't care. It just felt good to destroy something and tear it apart, make it feel just like her heart.-