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"But I..." she tried as I felt the anger grow even greater inside of me. The adrenaline pumped inside me. I raised my hand.

Tears began to escape her eyes, mixing with the two-dollar mascara clogging her eyes. She started to shiver. Violently. She murmured:

As I stared at her I could see the fear in her eyes. For the first time since childhood I felt powerfull. Strong. I enjoyed it.