Thank You

last night timid Anthony hid behind his bedroom door while just the other night, he had hid at his desk to ignore the pain Thump! Slap! Punch! Anthony had shaked and twitched at each sound Please stop! I’m sorry! No! while salty tears and sweat left streaks down his face Shut up! Be quiet! Here’s some more! the seconds had felt like minutes and the minutes had felt like eternity... then Anthony found himself from underneath his desk setting grip onto the slim, heavy wood making slow, easy paces as the adrenaline that seeped through his pores yearned for hastiness Thump! Slap!- Anthony had set high the wood and had quickly brought it down with his famous “Out of the Park!” swing Crack! Moan! Slump! as the blood began to shed brave Anthony then gently took hold of the bruised yet breathing body that whispered softly through her red swollen lips “Thank You”