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Its the quiet that can make you mad not the attack itself that was so horrible that all I could think about was looking up at the moon and knowing that it would end and that she’d go home. Its the quiet, not between the attacks, because even then one day she’ll stop coming here. Its the quiet and not at first because then I can appreciate the stillness. Its the quiet when you sense, with a lot of time for feelings to flood around and hit you, somewhere deep inside your head, long after the bruises have gone, terror, fear they have hurt you beyond repair but its only a sense, too big to look at and all the people you go to for help, they all tell you it was nothing really. So all you have is quiet, no understanding, quiet for years and years. The only release is to aim for brightness from the mad part of your brain.