MulticolouredShadow

      Breathing heavily with his weight squashing her lungs she attempted to heave him off.     "Feisty aren't you," said a boyish voice that came from such an innocent face.     Her torturer got up and proceeded to walk by the garage for a shovel.  She moaned, knowing this was only the beginning.  This man used to be her source of happiness all throughout her life.  If only she had thought to change the lock after they had broken up five years ago… but he had been so kind…     The sun was shining beautifully and a phoebe bird chirped cheerfully.  The cool scent of grass was wafting through the calm morning breeze.  The wind played wit