What had he done?
Tom fell, crushing himself, and was in pain.
Night fell, and the fire was put out.
Burnt smell was in the air.
The firefighters only had a ring.
The assistant handed him a file, saying he
needed to prepare for something.
Before Tom could grab the file, his mom
snatched it away.
Everything that Sarah did, her life long secret,
was open for all to see.
Sarah’s parents were criminals.
Sarah heard Tom’s father, and acted like she
was scared, and Dad tried to protect her.
But Sarah had been waiting for her to lash
out, dad has been watching her.
Mom didn’t say, but she hated Lisa.
Lisa’s mom got sick, she gave her a bone
marrow, but Sarah stole the money that Dad
had to give to the sick.
Later she had recovered.
As long as people couldn’t see.
Lisa was thrown down the stairs.
Knife was used to cut her wrists.
Sarah wanted everyone to think the other
way,
Lisa took the pain, she had to suffer.
Sarah was faking the depression.
Those cold words that he didn’t talk about
came at them, right in the head.
Mom started to tear up and break down,
shouting how she was wrong.
Tom stood up, putting the ring in his pocket,
and calling Sarah.
The next day, Sarah had died.
There was nothing at the crime scene, but a
charred body.
Sarah had died before getting into the
gasoline, getting hurt.
Being lit again and again.
It was better to burn than dying in pain.
Lisa was getting her 6th surgery.
The teacher looked at her, she cared.
Lisa shook her head.
Death was nothing to her.
The wedding day fire, the teacher saved her.
The teacher cared for her, and helped her on
the stage.
Lisa wanted him to shine and to be on that
stage.
Tom was out to make her pay.
Lisa, he was there to talk to her again.
He had his stubble, and tried to have her
smile.
“Lisa, I am here to take you home.”
The ring came out, “See, I kept the ring, let’s
go back and have a wedding, just pick your
favorite beach.”
He begged, making her laugh.
Lisa started to speak, “You aren’t getting me,
and I am not doing it again.”
“How long do you think, doing skin surgery,
you know it’s hard to get?”
“Eighteen times, I am going to make you
pay.”
Tom cried on the ground, “I am so sorry,
please let me see you.”
“Get out of my world, and I will be fine.”
Tom gave up, “You are right, don’t worry, I’ll
go.”
Tom left and two weeks later, his mom killed
herself.
She had died in the house.
Lisa helped the funeral and helped her.
Tom went to the police, he burnt her.
He was going to die soon.
Two years later, she had the letter, and didn’t
look at the money.
Her life came back and she was happy again.
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