Dreaming of assault:
Summer died that night. She dreamed her relative beat her up so badly that her blood splattered on the wall behind her. This was the start of a long journey descending into her personal hell. She continued to suffer mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. The summer of her life died, sending her into winter. Her abuser was smart enough to avoid public displays of disagreement. As a matter of fact, the abuser played the victim card, accusing her of wrongs that intruded into the zone of discontent. Her dream of being assaulted was a simulation of threat that she faced in waking reality.
Writing Prompt for First Line Friday.
